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...