They're asking for deadline dates in 4's. They want my time that I cannot afford. My friends all ask me when we'll be wed. I'm telling them things that we have never said. I think I'll sit down tonight and sew. With my new best friend at my toes. He'll nibble on the ends. And help me to never finish what I begin. I'm daydreaming of a normal day activity. Like when that man fell asleep on the freeway. I'm daydreaming that someday you will be mine. And I'm hoping that you will find.