if it hurts,
kiss it better
you wear skirts,
i write nice letters
never said nothing with flowers
though we always talked for hours
and it seems to get much colder
when you cry on your own shoulder
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess iŽll throw on
some jefferson airplane
iŽm trapped and i am enclosed
but i wonŽt complain
iŽll open all the windows
jefferson airplane
iŽm trapped and i am enclosed
but i wonŽt complain
iŽll open all the windows
cause when itŽs colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
iŽll just throw on a sweater and go
and iŽll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when iŽm home, i think iŽll go eat cereal and stare out the window
iŽll make the calls
you cover your ears
niagra falls
still flows on new yearŽs
i will save
your plunging neck-line
kiss your face
you try to deck mine
if i behave itŽs going to cost him
stop the rave in downtown boston
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess iŽll throw on
some jefferson airplane
iŽm trapped and i am enclosed
but i wonŽt complain
iŽll open all the windows
jefferson airplane
iŽm trapped and i am enclosed
but i wonŽt complain
iŽll open all the windows
cause when itŽs colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
iŽll just throw on a sweater and go
and iŽll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and iŽll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when iŽm home, iŽll think iŽll go eat cereal and stare out the window
cause you confused me more than anyone
an adjustment has begun
to let me feel the desperate need to leave what we undid undone
and maybe you could sympathize
with the bags under my eyes
and weŽll see the signs are saying that we have used up all our (tries)
try to be a better person
to be a better friend
to be a better son
he tries to be a better someone
that understands the difference
and that he canŽt show all the people all the things that really mean as much as he could (feel)
feels like i donŽt remember
ever being this tired (before)
before now my eyes were closed to all of the beauty in this world
jefferson airplane
iŽm trapped and i am enclosed
but i wonŽt complain
iŽll open all the windows
jefferson airplane
iŽm trapped and i am enclosed
but i wonŽt complain
iŽll open all the windows
cause when itŽs colder
i feel much better
when i cry on my own shoulder
iŽll just throw on a sweater and go
and iŽll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and iŽll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and iŽll go, oh yes, iŽll go and hope the new me shows so everybody knows
that iŽve found myself able to fly away without magic feathers or jefferson aero planes
iŽve got with me all that i need
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