The Elevator

Boy, I know who you are

Your skin is my skin, as your blood is my blood

Nothing's wrong

It's just a celebration

I can't just keep 'em waiting

I'll miss you when I'm gone

Let me go

Here comes the elevator

I hoped I'd never say it

Gonna miss you when I'm gone

Girl, I feel where you're coming from

You're imagination, you're love made of love

Fourth of July plays in my mind

Gunpowder sky burned in blue, red, and white

Ashes to ashes and dust gone to dust

Nothing's wrong

It's just a celebration

I can't just keep 'em waiting

Gonna miss you when I'm gone

Let me go

Here comes the elevator

I hoped I'd never say it

Gonna miss you when I'm gone