La-la-laaa

Wake up to the day
Hide my eyes, turn away
Remember the smoke
And last nights jokes,
Can you notice me, please
That's all I really need.
Just sing me a tune,
I'll listen to you.

But as it seems, no,
Seen through like a ghost,
I'd lay there in the bed
With the one thing you'd said,
"I've watched this movie once,"
Then I'd make myself some lunch.

Sing me your song,
I'll hum along,
Show me your room
I can see right through,
Dreaming of different ways,
to convince you to stay.
Too hot then too cold,
Like refrigerator mold.

-A