Advice

To the man who writes the music in my head

Did you retire? Were you fired?

Did you skip out on your rent?

Did you go crazy? Just get lazy?

Did you meet the perfect lady?

Can you tell me where you went?

Furthermore, I'd like to ask for your advice

I know a girl who still believes that she's

In love with "Mr. Right"

He's unfaithful, its disgraceful

And she always lets it slide

Now she don't even put up a fight

And I was hoping you could tell me what it means

To be alive when you survive what happened

Down in New Orleans I've seen the news, and im confused

Cause its grey where once was green

Bad news don't seem that "new" to me

To the man who writes the music in my head

Are you tired, uninspired?

Did you lose your favorite pen?

Did you overuse your muse

Can you steal one from a friend?

It's time we started singin again