Jazz Pills the litter

Maybe, I'll be just fine biting my time
If you want to go, let me know
Waiting, counting the dimes
Watching the time
I've seen a lot of things
But your eyes, eyes, eyes
Packing up the litter
And all we do is
Closer
Don't let me fall, I had it all
Sluring our words
Missing birds, all time
I thought I knew everything
All you could bring
Was bring me to the edge
Of the bed-room win-dow
And I'd be fine, if all, of you, were here
Oooooo