Texty:
Jonah Matranga

I'm always crying on planes. I'm wondering how birds find their way. There are so many things I don't understand. What makes a women not love a man

Your daddy was a good man. Had a smile that weighed a ton There was nothing in that man but life. It's all I hear from everyone. The time I should

The moon hung over most of San Francisco. What a big dumb disco ball it really is. Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia, And I wonder what it looks

I'm incredible. I'm unbelievable. I mean, like I'm a liar. Not like I'm beautiful With all the mystery and all the wondering. I'm like a private

Oh my love how can I say the things that you'll see some perfect way. I could tell stories of infinite roads, fountains of youth, romantic fables But

I sat on the hill. Your car out around the bend. It's headlights fade, the evening decends. I'll keep on waving until I'm sure your gone. Until I'

: I like to think I'm going to be alright. I know I'm a runner but I'm going to rest. And I like to think that everywhere is home. I know I'm still

: Love, love, love, lover come back to me. Don't be sad, sad, sad and scared of love. The way you react to me is from the past, past, past. And

: The moon hung over most of San Francisco. What a big dumb disco ball it really is. Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia, And I wonder what it looks