The World Without Parking Lots — My Word For It

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if this make sense, if I can explain
I inhale in order to sigh
i’ll sing romance, i’ll entertain
any time-worn tunes you got

I’ll try everything I’ve reaching won’t suffice
I’m a lousy poet, I’m imprecise
so I guess you’ll have to take my word for it

from just one look and I comprehend
the notion of weak in the knees
and the years pile up and the days get spent
and I arrive at feeble words like these

it was in winter, when everything happens on purpose
and if I could I’d let it all come to the surface
then you wouldn’t have to take my word for it

I knew it then and I know it now
it’s an old fashioned thing so they say
i’ll let it in, if old fashion is allowed
I have a feeling that old fashion is here to stay

well your picture is worth a thousand
promises words and songs and vows and
you don’t have to tell me what to call it
I still carry it around in my wallet
if you don’t want to take my word it