Context Clues

Cue green lights, not annoying or bright It’s fine if you stop loving me, It’s fine if you start hating me Soft grey tones of a lover’s low moans 2010 might pull out the rug and find you alone How many eggs do you lay and How many times would you say You’ve slept in without fear of David? How many holes filled with heavenly souls Are written in this modern kind of wayo And at the sight of your name only the good things remain To see the good things you came to see the good things you came Girls and clothes and lines; the things that you refuse to hide Don’t know what to say and listeners just shy away Guardian of love, memory or happenstance I know where you live And I know where you make romance At the sight of your name only the good things remain to see the good things You came to see the good things you came