How am I gonna know? Will you hear the key?
I can't get out the door
Without knocking my knees
When you wake up, I'll be sitting right there
Staring you down in my underwear

I'll say
"What'll I do when the sky turns blue?"
I can't move without stepping on you
Gimme just a minute to gather my things
Goin' down the line where
The birds don't sing and I'm alone

Wishing on a wishbone ain't wrong
Sucking on a peach stone to get strong
And I'm alone
Waiting on the waning of the moon
Tugging on the kite strings too soon

I break the window and I scale the wall
Don't worry, the rose bush will break my fall
Thorns will sting but the blood won't stain
And while I'm waiting for the bus
It starts to rain

I climb on board and I take a seat
Next to Jimmy from the deli and
Anne from down the street she avoids my gaze
I close my eyes and think of Saturdays
And I'm alone

Wishing on a wishbone ain't wrong
Sucking on a peach stone to get strong
And I'm alone
Waiting on the waning of the moon
Tugging on the kite strings too soon

All the while I'm wiser every day
And when I made up my mind you were there
On the sill, there sit's a silver bird
And when he sings his song you are there
I spit out the peach stone, I'm strong
I don't know my way home
My map's torn in all the
Places that it counts
But the rivers aren't dead
'Cause you were there i can see cathedrals
Falling back behind the scraps of paper
And you were there
I spit out the peach stone, I'm strong
I'll find my way home

How am I gonna get this through to you?
Use a little cherry in the palm of my hand
Put it in your mouth and you'll understand

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