On The Lips

I watch David Blaine Find myself believing In anything, in many things I watch David Blaine Find myself believing In anything, in anything Where would I kiss ya If I could kiss ya Why would I kiss ya If I could kiss ya I'm sorry I'm high let's go Sometimes I cry cause I know I'll never have all the answers Separated by a subway transfer I watch you disappear As my train rolls away I know you could've kissed me But I'll have to wait Where would I kiss ya If I could kiss ya Why should I kiss ya If I could kiss ya