I Am Morris Townsend

i might drive up to virginia
just to see the leaves aflame
in autumn i stay inside
last year i missed her when she came.

scratched some words down on a napkin
its time to go home and get some sleep
but i hang around and i drink another down
oh god i think ill never leave

but i had so much love to give
when i was seventeen

catherines waiting by the window
alone she keeps her company
for the doctor who thinks she ought to stay at home
far away from me

but i had so much love to give
when i was seventeen
i had so much love to give
when i was seventeen.