| sparks on the delaware it's down to you and me living here in poverty got a dead-end steady job going nowhere so far and these songs, they don't pay the bills it's more the spaces that they fill cause if nothing else you gotta know just who you are you were standing in the street, crippled shy the engine was warm, still ticking from the drive you were always slow to trust, a little quick to judge and you still travel light i'm still headstrong just like my dad but i'm sweet like my mom, just not as sad i've got my aim on something between just trying to turn out right so if it were up to you what would you say would you stay with me until new year's day to watch the sparks fall to the delaware in the middle of the night. (c) copyright 2002 scott haskitt |
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