listening to what you had to say only made the better of a good day.  i don't know what to do or say, so much love coming my way.  i realize my descrepencies, but i try not to let it get to me.  anticipating a change of pace, from my race in disgrace, gonna do well, instead of saving face, and i'm telling you-you can't be replaced.  i miss the hope you had, so please come and get it back.  i know you fell off track, but it doesn't have to be that bad.  i just think you should know i think you're rad.  and no i'm no longer mad.  i was just a little sad, and now i'm glad-talking to you, about how we'll make it through- in this smoky sinking room-we'll eradicate impending doom, this is my solace-a prayer for you.