do you believe there is love beyond the living? ginger will you be the one to hold me and let me tag along? i'll tell you about everyone who's done me any kind of wrong. puddle-jumper, muddy friend with a storm cloud overhead, is it still too soon to care for a count to ten bear? ginger all my dreams are of a phone that rings all day long. i would sleep in your shirt and hibernate away the hurt. nights are nice when i'm not scared that you don't care that i'm not there. when all the phone calls are returned, sleepyhead can rest a**ured. ginger could you love me like a son, tire swing and front lawn? i want to be your only child i want to feel your heart in mine. don't let go on me now don't let go on me now don't let go on me. ginger.