Martin visited for two weeks, and it was absolutely wonderful.
But then he left, and my stress ulcer grew back.
Saturday I'm running wild and all the lights are changing red to green. Moving through the crowd I'm pushing, chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream, only wish that you were here. You know I'm seeing it so clear, I've been afraid to show you how I really feel, admit to some of those bad mistakes I've made. If you want it, come and get it, for crying out loud.