And I will find you
It's crowded in the club tonight
Wrapped in your coat and sweater
Stand beneath the broken light
And I'm gonna find you
Find you like some beautiful poem
And you're gonna like it
Just wait till we get home
But will you miss me
When I have nowhere else to go
I'm standing on the outside
Smoking on the patio
But I want to say this
Say it so it won't go away
Set like stains on my jacket
Gravy from Christmas day
But I won't tell you
That love is a variable thing
Like this shape on your ass that
I noticed when you walked away
From me
Meet me near the toilet
Meet up later on the street
Your back against the stage door
My head below your feet
And please don't you tire of me
I know that you've waited so long
We can hold one another
Till the other is gone
And I'm gonna find you
Find you like some beautiful poem
And you're gonna like it
Just wait till we get home
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