BUT WE'LL NEVER GET ON MTV THIS WAY

 Welsher playing Colin's house party, September 2002

Night! / 18 days of rainy, stormy suburban days and nights, as my mind wanders away as it changes from raining, to hailing, to snowing / 18 grey, wet days of raindrops slipping off my windowpane like shattered pieces of a dream / I know that you could've, should've, must've liked me for at least that one pouring rainy day I remember and I pray as you're leaving High School today, it could be in your heart you'll let me stay / But in case you ever need a smile, I'll be right here waiting for your phone call for a while 'cause I think I gotta make you play my way today / 18 foggy days, the massaging sounds of A.L. town on a foggy day / Still, you don't even know my name, so I live each day for my dreams / 18 grey, wet days of raindrops slipping off my windowpane like shattered pieces of a dream / Now, I sit in class all day, and I rearrange all the letters in your name / Anticipating, but every time you turn, I really wanna look down / And if I could be your man, baby, I'll treat you so wrong so I can make it so right / So I'll get started choosing names for our kids to-