Texty: Backseat Goodbye. Nightmares Are For Dreamers. Beautiful Day.

the sun came and kissed me on the lips. the clouds all ran back home. the weatherman told you to stay inside. it's not like you had anywhere to go. it's a beautiful day. oh what a beautiful day. but somehow i wish it would rain. i called you names so you would sit by me. and eventually you were positioned at my side. i smiled at you 'til you smiled back. you called me lazy while i wrote "you're lovely" on your hand. it's a beautiful day. oh what a beautiful day. but somehow i wish it would rain. so we could dance and sing along to elliott smith. the sky fell and turned black again. we knew it would, it happens seven days a week. we couldn't find the moon for all the clouds. so we supposed it was playing hide and seek. but we couldn't find it. we thought we had lost it. til' we looked across the road, behind the trees. it was smiling at me. and it was smiling at you. so we smiled right back. there's nothing better else to do. it's a beautiful day. oh what a beautiful day. and i don't really wish it would rain anymore