Your Story

When I met her I was in a hole in the ground

And she started helping pull me out

Then she disappeared, and I went further down

You were so busy

I was busy losing my job

Now I've got the time for making up your mind for you

Selfish? I'm not selfish

I'd say I'm a pretty nice dude



I want your love

If you can give it up

And I think you got what I need

And I need to tahnk you

For coming to California



I was in the basement

Digging a hole beneath the house

It seemed a bear inside the washer

It was trying to get out

The air changed, some leaves fell

I sobered up and I wished you well

You were gone

I just had a lot on my mind



So many itmes a good thing goes to waste, and it's a shame

I've been around to see ideas fade away, and it's all the same

How many times do you have to remind me?

I can't get it out of my head



I figured you were happy

Doing all your things at the time

But when you tell your story

It sounds a lot like mine