Past Three Days - Lite

Waffles on the beach Sugar in my hair Well I got a lot to tell you I was in a dream that wouldn't wake me up It must have been the sun It must have been the sun

I like to cook for you In my underwear 'Cause our kitchen Points to a wall And I like to talk to you While I brush my teeth Cause I have So much to say I want t

You told me about an ending Pages turn themselves Space and time were only bending and I thought it was only fiction I'll meet you in the middle of the street S

In the beginning there was In the beginning we never Considered an ending Where we would settle for anything short of ridiculous We didn't have new york or pari

I was wrong I'm the first one to admit it I did it I gave you love But it wasn't mine for giving or living with you I move too soon Unlike at the moon 'Cause ni

Pluto I have some frightful news dear In the New York Times They've just reported you've been overthrown Aah ahh ahh From your solar throne for good Pluto they

Go back to your other life Before you even knew me at all 'Cause we tried We tried and we tried But something wouldn't keep us alive Go back to your other world