A dove is a glove that I wear in my heart
And though I like to dress smart
It doesnt have any part of the world of fashionAnd youre there to put me down
And Im sick off the frowns that follow me around
I would like the sky but theres no reason why
Shed say to this world with the nose of a girlTurned up so loud that in arrears, steals the clouds
I've never been here and though you're physically near
You're pushing me away to decay like the days that I loved
There is a girl, blabbing nothing outside my windowWhat do I have to show
To a world that the only way to destroy
Is to die like a baby boy
I could be happy in infinityOf the space of my eyelid
But I know Im somewhere else
Where the words on this page
Are better than the scribbling nonsense they areAnd it would be real
And I eat my last meal
Wish that I could feel
But now I dont even know if Im real
Songwriters
John FrusciantePublished by
MOEBETOBLAME MUSIC