Laura

Well, I've been sittin' on this couch
 Feeling kinda bored and uninspired
 Writing thinly veiled fiction for the soul
 Feeling like a liar
 And I've been thinking about you, Laura
 Thinking about the songs that you sing
 And how you sang with such conviction
 I almost forgot they weren't for me
 And I know you're from another planet
 And you're crazy as a loon
 But it's too cold down here on Earth
 To go up on the roof
 But I'll feel a little less alone
 Sittin' in my room
 Writing songs about you
 'Bout you
 'Bout you
 Writing songs about you
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 Well, I've been lying in this bed
 Trying once again to find a muse
 But if we're only gonna die
 Or worse get middle aged
 Then what's the use?
 Still I remember what you said
 How it'd be when you were dead and gone
 And you are and here I am
 Living proof that someone's world had carried on
 
 And I know you're from another planet
 And you're crazy as a loon
 But it's too cold down here on Earth
 To go up on the roof
 But I'll feel a little less alone
 Lying in my room
 Writing songs about you
 'Bout you
 'Bout you
 Writing songs about you
 'Bout you
 About you
 About you
 About you
 Writing songs about you