Stand up real quick
and push in your chair...

I own myself
You know that's true...

1,000 times
we've sat and talked...

Mama come find me
I'm only five...

Cool air
and bright lights...

Hey- you say I'm making you weak-
but after what you did to me I can hardly even...

Maybe I could rhyme myself to heaven
so I wouldn't be here...

It's such a beautiful day, Baby,
and I wish you were here...

I keep thinkin if I called
just one more time...