A postcard from l.a. flying over the sea with some flattering awkward lines. within a couple days or so i'm gonna walk right next to you and put an end to all my doubts. i recall your voice preparing for whatever you might say. i've got ten thousand things to tell you. i practice every day! you made me fall like when i fall thanks to a crack in the sidewalks. but there's not much i could do. everyone deserves a chance and i missed mine. how sad, how sad, but i'll be fine! losing grip on the front porch of your house like i have staples in my mouth. don't know how you ever made me think that you were mine. i still choke back my feelings when i think about that night