You Can't Get There from Here

Can you pick me up
I've been wandering around town
October has never seemed so warm

Strangers talk about the dumbest things
I'm hearing the notes not the words that they sing
But when you speak the song stops
And I'm listening

I can't stand, can't stand to see you act this way
How could such a beautiful person have such an ugly day

Writing post cards in May
Has made everything okay.