Sometimes when I'm singing You draw pictures on the walls And I wonder then if how I feel Makes sense to you at all I show tunes to you I've written So you cover them in paint They're better now, grey and smudged and Dirty like your face I swung you to the city And you wished that it was new So you could write an art-house film And I could make my debut All I am asking of you now Is just to take me back in time To the nights above the city When you asked if you were mine I'll drive with you all morning Down the streets and avenues And then we'll sit among the gravestones And I'll try to break the news That I am happier with you Than I will ever be again I'll give up before I'm done And we can dance in the rain I swung you to the city And you wished that it was new So you could write an art-house film And I could make my debut All I am asking of you now Is just to take me back in time To the nights above the city When you swore that you were mine I would give everything I have To tell you everything I want But there's too much I have to tell you And too much that I forgot I wonder now if all this time with you Will linger in my mind Beyond the days we spend so vacantly When this is left behind I won't regret the taste of you Or how your head feels on my chest I'll never spill a single secret Or a sin that you confessed And I won't cry when this is over When it's time to say goodbye No I won't cry I won't cry