Texty: Of Montreal. Cherry Peel. Baby.

I'm so glad I have you to think of
To channel all my loving energy into

Even though my feelings aren't returned
And in time I won't think about you this way
That still doesn't stop me
If just for now, wishing we were each other's baby

I feel these emotions for you
Still I know there's no way
That you're the person I imagine you to be

I don't know if it was chance
Or if this happened by fate
I don't expect you to feel the same
But if you did, well, that would be great

Minutes can make memories that last a life time
I distort my minutes of beauty
Into something that they're not

These things don't stop me
If just for now, wishing we were each other's baby