A long december and theres reason to believe
maybe this year will be better than the last
i cant remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
now the days go by so fast
and its one more day up in the canyons
and its more more days in holly wood
and if you think that you should be forgiven
i wish you would nananananannaannanana
The smell of hospitals in the winter and the
feeling thats all a lot of oysters but no pearls
(SAME AS FIRST VERSE IF THIS IS A LITTLE OF ?)
all at once you look across a crowded room
to see the way that light attaches To a girl
and its one more day up in the canyons