# 89

It took 89 days to write one song I found 89 ways to sing along, with you I gave 89 seconds of my time of which I fell in love with your eyes, that's true And now I'm here thinking What Ideas I can, muster up. I sit and wonder, what's coming up All I need is 89 things to get enough Still I wonder what could be coming up... I saw 89 people walking by It made me feel 89 times- better then what I missed I have 89 poems in book but I have 89 more i'll write for you, just say the word And now you're here thinking What ideas I've been, thinking of You sit and wonder, what is coming up All you need is 89 things to get enough Still you wonder what could be coming up I MADE 89 THOUSAND HEAR MY NAME ALL THE 89 TURNED AWAY, BUT NOT FOR YOU I GAVE 89 REASONS FOR US TO BE I WROTE 89 REASONS FOR US NOT TO SEE, EACH OTHER... IT'S ME AND NOW WE ARE HERE THINKING WHAT IDEAS I'VE BEEN THINKING OF WE SIT AND WONDER, WHAT IS COMING UP ALL WE NEED IS 89 THINGS TO GET ENOUGH STILL WE WONDER WHAT COULD BE COMING UP... and I know... I don't like what it will be... The future sucks only for me I know what will happen to you and me.. So I just try to stay cool But I've got 89 reasons for us to be and I wrote 89 reasons for us to reach... the end together but it's a lie- and I've got 89...