Dust from a dim southern star

Digits flash in double time

San Diego just hold on and never mind

Faded again in the lounge

Blood and wine and the water downtown

Here winter kicks out the summer for hanging around

Pass the time and watch the boy get off

Grab a jet and give it one more shot

See your face and write a blurry line

Its a good day for wishing you were mine

I wish it all the time

Rushing to the slow decay

I don't care what the people say

Days burn up like weed and we're still the same

Shoot me a scence where i'm easy

Where pieces fit and people agree

No one ever sees the way you never cease to save me

Monday comes and everything is wrong

Dull and cold like late December dawn

See your face and ask someone the time

It's a good day for wishing you were mine

I wish it all the time

I wish it all the time

I wish it all the time