I can't compare myself to you
can't compare myself to anyone
can compare myself to someone,
maybe
but can't compare myself to you
Me is an ugly word
I hate the me in us
but without the me there would be no us
so maybe i like the me in us
No I like the me in us
Just afraid you don't
There is a swift wind in my mind
who am I kidding
There is a storm in my mind
a storm you can't compare to anything
no, not even revolution number nine
and all i can do,
is wait