Fever, cold, and all that haze.
Sitting up here in my loft.
Just got back from the doctor
he prescribed that I take a shot.
The aches and pains won't dissipate
Aspirin gives stomachaches
The cold compress I place will freeze to my heart
Without that warm one he used to rub in my gut
Now he's under cordon now, shrouded in white.
No one to make chicken soup.
Or clean up after Lizzie
It's awful tough just gettin' up.
But when in bed I imagine
That same sort of passion
Companionship's the antidote
It can start out erratic
But ends up estatic..
Chorus
That chemistry that makes us better
Walking down the stream forever
on and on and on and on
til the edge of dawn.
Get me out of quarantine!
wa ah wa ah
Get me a vaccine
wa ah wa ah wa
Save me from quarantine
It started out in the throat
On the evening that I wrote
Your leather jacket reeked of Old spice (Yeah)
The mountain forestry looked too goddamn nice (?)
By the second chapter, the tears filled my eyes
and then I coughed and the pain metastasized
Some ghosts kept me up all night...
And a shiver runs down my spine
To fall for storybook personas
When you're contagious for the real ones.
Create a new dimension of time:
When you start to imagine,
you can feel such a passion.
That chemistry we'll have together
Walking down the stream forever
on and on and on and on
til the edge of dawn.
Get me out of quarantine!
wa ah wa ah wa ah
Get me a vaccine
wa ah wa ah wa ah
Save me from quarantine.
Save me from quarantine.
My morning's been dark, it is filled with hate.
But that is something I try not to contemplate.
Focus on love, focus on you.
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