Kala Lynne

What can you say to Kala Lynne
Can I drive you home tonight with your leopard skin boots
And zipped coat?
I will drive you along a rocky road
Take you down to canal street
I hope one day that we’ll meet again
Kala Lynne I need you
You’re a movie star
I’m a rotten DJ
I was born in the suburbs
Am I to blame?
I don’t fly I’ve never been in a plane
So I can’t walk with you in Paris rain
Maybe I will see you on a casting call
Or on a sea ship sailing across the world
I will see you on the fourth of July
Or sailing through the blue skies in my mind
Do you need me like I need you?
Please tell me something true
Do you need me if I’m quiet in the car?
You know that something is off my mind
Outraces a radio song
I am shivering like a jealous guy
We float down third to the rec center
I stare forever
I should know better
You try and you try to get through
I want to cut off all of the arms that held you
If I knew you when you were sixteen
I was made for you
you were made for me
my heart won’t keep like paper-mache
I want to keep it here and here it will stay.