Radiator

Hey, you know, an hour ago, I said, "I'd come and get you well" Actually, I think I need this hour to myself Laying on the radiator, but I know I'll see you later Suddenly, I'm stepping on what I've been covering up When I think about you, it is like a knife in my gut Maybe I should tell you what And you called to tell me that you had a terrible day So, I'll come and pick you up outside of the Rite Aid With the lamplight on your face And you know I like you exactly that way But I know the birds are circling my heart Maybe I am frightened of what happens if I start Saying what I have been thinking Maybe I don't want to tell you what Or maybe nobody's certain about these things So can't I just believe in all the goodness that I've seen? Like how you spread your light around me