I dreamed last night of sirens    by flashing I had found you   you just held my hand    by the bright lights in some ICU    even the plan-less have a plan       I can't write love songs when I'm on these things    I'm affable, responsible, but hard to be around    It's correctable, and they're right you know    it's as easy as it sounds    it's all as easy as it sounds       I dreamed last night I saw you    a single spark explosion negotiating with the dead    By the bright lights in some ICU   On my chest you put your head    and I said...   There you are    There you are    There's my heart