i'd be you
stephanie mcintosh
coffee lights my emptiness
it's self-inflicted pain i guess
in this room my dreams are dreamt
i can't remember where they went
in a magazine up on a rack
is where i'd live in white and black
if i could walk these streets unseen
if i could have one little thing
i'm not worth a damn to me
i want to have my name in lights
i want to party through the night like you
in a penthouse suite of a grand hotel
champagne and waiter bells
camera men and limousines
if i could have one little thing
loneliness won't validate
if i could have one little thing
i'd switch my life with yours
if i could roll the dice again
i'd change the way they fall