Stroll At Night

It's as classy as something,

that everyone knows,

like who are you now,

and counting your toes. 

It's just all that simple,

but everyone's vain.

As we walk down street 

of this same road again. 

Remember me,

and all that I do. 

You never know,

when death sits,

in front of you. 

You do now know me,

and now i know you too, 

but now nothing has changed,

if we're still in the blue,

of this station so tricky,

with slightest of hand,

I will change the way I see,

if you can. 

Remember me,

and all that I do. 

You never know,

when death sits,

in front of you.

My thoughts are getting tangled

from the crimes of us both. 

You know me, I know you

and all the things 

that you do for me today.

I know you have plenty of reasons,

leaving me out in the cold like that, 

but the situation is a little bit hazy 

and I cant help but feel a little bit lazy.

I find that it's much easier to realize,

when the ground beneath my feet.

The asphalt and the concrete,

seems more subtle as I lay in the heat. 

They say that girl is crazy,

in the middle of the day. 

That I need to stay away,

if I wish to be ok. 

Remember me,

and all that I do. 

You never know,

when death sits,

in front of you.

Remember me