Plastic Stars

retrieve the vehicle when the weather is fine
taking wrong turns, trying not to collide
i know this situation seems so right
but now the end's already nigh

i wasn't bored for a second with you
and as the first bottle blurred into two
i told you of my hungarian bride
you said your destiny’s at the seaside
i wasn't bored for a second with you
felt so at home, but so fidgety too
and now the rain falls out of the sky
and everyone's in a rush to pass by
but you're not the same as everyone

gosh and goodness, exclamations, polite
and strange assessments
of the speed that they drive
i'd hope behind those green and murky eyes
there lies a soupcon of delight

i wasn't bored for a second with you
and as the first bottle blurred into two
i told you of my hungarian bride
you said your destiny’s at the seaside
i wasn't bored for a second with you
felt so at home, but so fidgety too
and now the rain falls out of the sky
and everyone's in a rush to pass by
but you're not the same as everyone

so unmercenary, and no bravado
you know your wrist distracts the cars
a dozen coloured plastic stars...
but you're not the same as everyone
we're not the same as everyone



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