Dani

Me and Dani
We used to walk to the park
In front of apartment buildings
Where I used to live

We would take a notebook
And draw who ever walked by
She used to say
That other people looked happier
And I never asked her why

Now she flew away
Higher than these streets have ever
Driving in a cab
Going from one story to another
Another

Me and Dani
She would make me hot soup
In days when my soul was feeling cold
She was warm as her red hair
And I miss her so

Now she flew away
Higher than these streets have ever
Driving in a cab
Going from one story to

Now she flew away
Higher than these streets have ever
Driving in a cab
Going from one story to another
Another
Another
Another