You were a phonograph I was a kid
I sat with an ear close
just listening
I was there when the rain
tapped her way down you face
You were a miracle
I was just holding your space
Well time has a way of throwing
it all in your face
The past she is haunted
the future is laced
Heartbreak ya know
drives a big black car
Wear I was in the back seat
just minding my own
And through the glass
the corn crows come like rain
They won’t stay they won’t stay
For too long now
This could be all that we know
Of love and all
Well you were a dancer
I was a rag
The song in my head
well was all that i had
Hope was a letter
I never could send
Love was a country
we couldn’t defend
And through the carnival
we watch them go
round and round
All we knew of home was
just a sunset and some clowns
Well you were a magazine
I was a plane jane
Just walking the sidewalks
all covered in rain
Love to just get into
one of your stories
Just me and all of my plane
jane glory
Just me and all of my plane
jane glory