it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
i wish my favorite pants were still my favorite pants and that i was your favorite person again.

i wish i would be free and without any worries. none at all. not one

and i wish i could make out all the time because its fun and it should be done all the time. its a way to share the wealth without all the titles and calls.

i wish i could act happy when i am happy. but i can't and that sucks. oh well.

< 4:23 p.m. on 2002-05-17 >