Wilshambe - Jam in the Van, Mt. Eddy

I know I’m not around, I think I’m wired

My head’s like a vacant hotel in the night

I see I’m not important and

My mind is so surrounded and

Look for, in a sense in silence

I know you’re itching for love

Just make me sit and wait quietly

I know you’re itching for love

But that’s the way you oughta be

I know you’re itching for love

Just make me sit and wait quietly

I know you’re itching for love

But that’s the way you oughta be

Thank god for this unending madness

But I think that we could get along

You see me just a waste of space

Maybe I shouldn’t double take

Look for, in a sense in silence

I know you’re itching for love

Just make me sit and wait quietly

I know you’re itching for love

But that’s the way you oughta be

I know you’re itching for love

Just make me sit and wait quietly

I know you’re itching for love

But that’s the way you oughta be