Song For Chris

Kissing clocks and smoking cigarettes
Parking lot four square and double dare bets

Tightrope walking and telephone talking
Long distance love affairs, they stare, we don’t care, we don’t care
In the corner of my room
You’re locked up in a shoebox of memories

And flyers for old shows, it goes to show
How we grow, we never know
Kissing clocks and smoking cigarettes
Parking lot four square and double dare bets
Can we make it last?

Tightrope walking and telephone talking
Long distance love affairs, they stare, we don’t care, we don’t care
In the corner of my room
You’re locked up in a shoebox of memories