Sitting on a couch
Waiting for the band to play
Waiting atop my pouch
Waiting for the band to play
There’s something in my mind, looking for my lost valentine
Want so much to be mine, better not waste an ounce of time
I’m sitting on my couch
Waiting for the and to play.
In this bowl lies ones harvest, one’s gold
In this bowl lies my outlet and and my solution then.
I shall eat what is in this bowl, oh yes I will
Then we’ll see how much they laugh again.
Sitting on a couch
Waiting for the band to play
Resting atop my pouch
Waiting for the band to play
There’s really nothing on my mind, though I wish indeed I had a valentine.
The emptiness within my mind, I really musn’t waste any more time
I’m sitting atop this pouch
Still waiting for the band to play.
Ren Michael 