Sky High Honey

Matt Nathanson

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    I bet you're laughing at some joke he told you
    With his arm around your sunburn shoulders
    I spent the morning with my face against the window seat
    Looking down at all the things that got the best of me

    No more late night drives to boston
    No more cure songs to get lost in
    No more taxis, subway tokens
    Arms wide open, I'm sky high honey, gone

    I take the streetcars around san francisco
    Get winks from the pretty boys down in the castro
    Through the turnstiles roll the chappy girls and the shabby dolls
    I can't resist myself, I get their names, I never call

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    No more late night drives to boston
    No more cure songs to get lost in
    No more taxis, subway tokens
    Arms wide open, I'm sky high honey, gone
    I'm sky high honey

    You wait too long, you never leave
    And it feels like dying but still your heart beats

    No more late night drives to boston
    No more cure songs to get lost in
    No more taxis, subway tokens
    Arms wide open, I'm sky high honey, gone
    I'm sky high honey, gone

    Song details

    Composition: Michael Viola and Matt Nathanson

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