I'm too torn up at two in the morning*
Somewhere in the night i see her face
But i wouldn't give about who you're with
The slow and the steady's gonna win this race
The way you drink and the way you talk
Feels like a dragonfly without any wings
Without any wings you won't fly
The smoke it lingers/her hair might tell
Tell me a story of a wishing well
That took my dollars and made them change
I'd wish them all for you to say my name
And the way you drink and the way you talk
Feels like a dragonfly without any wings
Without any wings you won't fly