Из альбома: Angel Food for Thought
Oh my love, you are worth your weight in subway tokens.
You are the crunch of tires in the snow
and wheedling breath-tick of the engine when it starts in the night.
You are the click-smash of the fork against the teeth.
My love,
you are worth your weight in jalapeno peppers and margarita pies,
You are the sting of sand in the eye when I get warm at the beach
And the stingray threat as I walk into the ocean.
Oh my love you are that incredible clamp-clump sensation
when I'm underwater and I don't think I can make it back
to the surface again before I die
Oh you are worth your weight in popcorn husks stuck between my teeth
and nobody needs you like I do
You are the satisfying crush crunch of the cockroach underneath my trembling hand .....
Oh my love, you are worth the wait