Blue Dreams (feat. Thomas Jay)

I was getting to you Through all the anybodies I was getting to you You were growing on me I didn't owe anybody anything I was getting to you Glue Stuck together finally Broken pieces Climbing trees Foraging Poison ivy on my eyelids Round and round my timepiece I thank God that I found you I know this feeling's true Because when I'm not with you I'm feeling like your blue jeans, baby Even on our off days When we think we lost it, look how far we've come now, baby I spilled wine on my blue jeans With my lips on your blue dream I just want you to sing I just want you to sing He went to prom with her She a Soprano. He a tenor. She left a tip for the bartender She left the bar tender Caught a cab Went home sad She wrote a long letter Sitting in her arm chair Fainting spells She had her mom's hair But she dyed it blonde And he gave her long stare She replied with an "au contraire, mon ami, don't you know it's me?" Shook his head Hit him back wit a "c'est la vie" She stayed home watching Amelie There he laid in the shade of her favorite palm tree I was getting to you Through all the anybodies I was getting to you You were growing on me I didn't owe anybody anything I was getting to you Glue Stuck together finally I know this feeling's true Because when I'm not with you I'm feeling like your blue jeans, baby Even on our off days When we think we lost it, look how far we've come now, baby I spilled wine on my blue jeans With my lips on your blue dream I just want you to sing I just want you to sing I'm torn ( I was getting to you) I'm ripped (I was getting to you) I'm worn (I was getting to you) I'm faded I was getting to you