Song Length |
2:40 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Content |
Subject |
Long |
Language |
English |
Era |
1960 - 1969 |
Lyrics
Shaping thoughts on the sentry scene goin' up in thin air
Icing hell on the line What has become of me there?
For the first time I love her more than being alone
Before I start resembling my own poem
I would like to tell someone what's occuring to me
She would greet me just like a lost gaze facing the sea
In a scene on Fifth Avenue going along
There's a picture I never knew next to her own
Toa false start I liken my Being-in-the-world
Before I start frightening little girls
I wish Penny were here
And I'll feel like I never did
Being more than I've ever been
And I'll feel like I never did
Like a fortune of color when Penny's with me
As I greet her lucidity forms in defeat
Now I fear she can only do nothing for me
I wish Penny were here
For the first time I love her more than being free
'Cause I'd live more than ever were Penny with me