February 4, 2009

This is exactly how I feel today.



Oh lets get rich and buy our parents
homes in the south of France //
Lets get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance //
Lets get rich and build a house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants //
From way up there, you and I, you and I

Well you might be a bit confused
And you might be a little bit bruised
But baby how we spoon like no one else
So I will help you read those books
If you will soothe my worried looks
And we will put the lonesome on the shelf

[You and I by Ingrid Michaelson]

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