Write About Love

I know a spell that would make you well Write about love It could be in any tense but it must make sense I know a trick Forget that you are sick Write about love It could be in any form Hand it to me in the morning I hate my job I'm working way too much Every day I'm stuck in an office At one o'clock I take my lunch up on the roof The city's right below I'll write about man He's intelletual and he's hot but he understands The seconds move on if you watch the clock and the sky grows dark if you're looking up But the girls move from thrill to thrill on the tightrope walk on the tightrope walk I hate my job I'm working way too much Every day I'm stuck in an office at one o'clock I take my lunch up on the roof The city's right below I'll write about a man He's intellectual and he's hot but be understands I know the way So you know the way Get on your skinny knees and pray Maybe not today You're got to see the dream through the windows and the trees of your living room of your living room you've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees of your living room