And all i want to know
is this what you pictured?
Angela, i'm sorry i called
By the way
how are the babies?
is there anything i can do to help?
i can help.

do you hate what we made?
i'm ashamed of my self
and the mess i create
the one i could never forget

and all i want to say
you're what i had pictured
michael, you take care of her.
by the way, i'm leaving next winter
on the nineteenth of december.

oh i can't wait to say
happy birthday again
and it seems i can't dream
any longer my friend
oh what a shame
you've been saving your self
for someone better than me

if my head was high
my spirits lied
would you notice?
on these hills i sprint
to the frame of mind
would you notice?
please take notice.
i'm an old coat
that keeps no heat
a branch a way from breaking
but i'm standing on my feet
turning me upside down
see that i poor but in the end
i will always have my pride