Annabelle Ann

There’s too many people now, more than there’s ever been
Everywhere I turn I’m knocking someone out of turn again
Take what you think that you need but don’t take what’s in between
Of those endless hours we spent behind the laundromat alone
Annabelle Ann
I’m still your friend
I think of your name
And I understand
Annabelle Ann
Don’t worry now
Everything ends
Then comes back around somehow
I found a note that you wrote—I've never been quite the same
It said love was created to explain things that should not be explained
Waiting for my clothes to dry and some thoughts to form
I’m just waiting for the sky to cave in on me so I can blame it on
Annabelle Ann
I’m still your friend
I think of your name
And I understand
Annabelle Ann
Don’t worry now
Everything ends
Then comes back around somehow