Your Needs, My Needs - Live From Fenway Park Song Lyrics
Oh, well, who was I Who was I to watch you wilt? You ain't gotta tell me what it means To trace the outlines of your dreams You'll always be a flower on my skin And the pain that I am in
Mm It's all the same The losing touch, the waiting game Cross that county line I promise to be there this time If that's alright
You were a work of art That's the hardest part
Howlin' like dogs at the light of the moon Holdin' our breath after 132 You asked me why I wasn't sayin' a word I'm naming the stars in the sky after you
You were a work of art That's the hardest part
To spiral out, to try and float To see a friend, to see a ghost Oh, bitter-brained, always drunk Rail-thin, Zoloft
Subtle change, shorter days Dead-eyed, dead weight Your life, your dreams And your mind, and your needs And my needs
Spiral out, try and float You see a friend, you see a ghost You see a ghost, you see a ghost To see a ghost