Parking Lot Pirouette

I never learned the names

The space between the stars, the shapes that constellations make

The burnin' jewels suspended in air

Aquariuses everywhere

They're everywhere

They're everywhere

They're everywhere

Everywhere I looked I saw the haloed moon through the window

And I was underneath you

I thought I'd been holdin' on too tightly

In the fallen lane of I

It doesn't last

It doesn't last

It doesn't last

Last night you walked me to my car

You said, "You won't be gettin' far before you turn around"

I did a parkin' lot pirouette

I said, "You're right, I'm not done with you yet"

Turned around

I turned around

I turned around

I turned around, the bottle fell to pieces on the floor

You laughed, said, "We should do this more"

You know I'd give every dollar in my purse

For another one of your detours

For another night

Another night

Another night

I turned around

I turned around

I turned around