YOU

  
“My Junk”

In the midst of this nothing, this miss of a life
Still, there’s this one thing – just to see you go by
It’s almost like lovin’ – sad as that is
May not be cool, but it’s so where I live.

It’s like I’m your lover – or more like your ghost
I spend the day wonderin’ what you do, where you go
I try to just kick it, but then what can I do?
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.

See us winter walkin’ after a storm
It’s chill in the wind but it’s warm in your arms
We stop, all snow blind – may not be true
But we’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.

Well, you’ll have to excuse me, I know it’s so off
I love when you do stuff that’s rude and so wrong
I go up to my room, turn the stereo on
Shoot up some you in the You of some song

I lie back, just driftin’, and play out these scenes
I ride on the rush – all the hopes, all the dreams
I may be neglectin’ the things I should do
But we’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you

See we still keep talkin’ after you’re gone
You’re still with me then – feels so good in my arms
They say you go blind – maybe it’s true
But we’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you
It’s like we stop time. What can I do –
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you
My junk is you
You you you

-- Steven Sater, Spring Awakening