28The Basement, The Sky.
(Look at me, look at you)
I'm in the basement,
Tired and depressed.
You're in the sky,
Well-rested and happy.
No matter how hard I try,
Nothing changes.
It's always a case of look at me, look at you.
I'm in the basement,
Made an outcast and low.
You're in the sky,
Popular and high on your new "bo".
Sometimes I wish I'd done things differently,
Nothing would have needed to change.
It would never have been a case of look at me, look at you.
Honey, I'm in the basement,
Depressed and pining.
Baby, you're in the sky,
Ecstatic and not thinking.
Of you're poor lover left lying in the darkest place,
Of the one you said you said you'd love forever.
Baby I'm in the basement,
You're in the sky.
Honey this is what I'm thinking,
Convince me you do think…
Convince me I'm not alone.
Sal
12/4/03