How was the weather?
Can we talk about your flight?
Can we forget about our pasts and see that we’re all alright?
How was the flight?
And what about the weather?
Can we remember the past and see that now is better?
How do I answer meaningless questions?
Why do I question meaningless answers?
Why won’t you ever answer?
Why do I question it all?
Why ask questions at all?
If I could just stop thinking,
I think I’d have a ball.
Why do I write?
Why don’t you call?
I’m up at night, you were once a dancer
And now you’re crawling.
Stay out of sight.
Stay in my sprawl.
Question myself and I’m not the answer.
And now you’re stalling.
If I could just stop thinking,
I think I’d have a ball.
this is your life chuck johnson 