Wishful Thinking

I just took an unexpected nap on the couch; it's been a puzzling day and clearly my brain needed a break. While I slept, I dreamed that I wrote this song. And then sang it to the traffic on the Golden Gate Bridge.

	Maria Taylor - Clean Getaway
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I made my place by the door.
I didn't know what I was waiting for.
Felt just like home.
Except no grass, no yard, no pictures.

I could see across to the park.
And there were friends, they were laughing hard.
They looked just like my home.
With no face, no name, no voice I'd know.

I finally made it.
I made a clean getaway.
I finally made it.
I made a clean getaway.

I met someone at the bar.
He had a great smile and a great heart.
He felt just like love.
Except no fear of losing, and it wasn't tough.

I finally made it.
I made a clean getaway.
I finally made it.
I made a clean getaway.
And I miss you,
I miss you every single day.