Back To Myself

Thought you were older Guessed you were ninety-two Made me feel younger When I fell for you My father's homeless My mother an ideal roof But I've got my own life problems And I have all of you To myself To myself Back to myself To myself Back to, back to, back to, back to Back to, back to, back to, back to Babe, I'm a writer Addictions a coffee too I gotta believe in myself Or I'll be gone on back down We're solid Tell me you'll never leave I'll be a mess myself Or I'll be gone on back down To myself (my, to my, to my, to my) To myself To myself Back to myself (back to, back to, back to, back to) To myself To my (my, to my, to my, to my, to my) (My, to my, to my, to my, to my) (My, to my, to my, to my, to my)