JUNE

Pasta simmers on the stove in June

Makes no sense yet but I will soon

Conversation starters come way too hard

Nobody wants to be a martyr

Playing the wrong cards

Why did you come to this planet

Why did you come to this life

How can you be everybody's dream

And still be somebody's wife

Tell me what did you have for lunch today

That's right how would I know

How would I know

You are off somewhere being free

While I starve in the lonesome cold

Our bodies got used to each other

Now they're used to the sound of Richie havens' voice

On the vinyl spinning round and round round and round

Sometimes I feel I was born way too late

Shoulda been born on the wood stock stage

But I'm just here waiting and waiting and waiting

Somebody famous had a birthday today

All I saw was another full moon

What's that

Somethings burning on the stove

Must be the pasta

Must be the pasta

Oh yeah it's June