Winter of '95

Do you remember when we
Used to talk on the phone for hours?
Or just kill time by
Counting stars before we went to sleepDo you still think I'm funny?
Do you still think I am?
Well, at least to one of usDo you still think I'm funny?
Do you still think I am?
Well, at least to one of usSometimes I get a little out of hand
I've missed so many friends so many plans
A million people and too much time
That I don't haveThe joke's on you well I don't understand myself
The joke's on you well I may take the whole timeDo you remember when we
Used to talk on the phone for hours
Or just kill time by
Counting stars before we went to sleep?Do you still think I'm funny?
Do you still think I am?
Well, at least to one of usDo you still think I'm funny?
Do you still think I am?
Well, at least to one of usSometimes I get a little out of hand
I've missed so many friends so many plans
A million people and too much time
That I don't haveThe joke's on you well I don't understand myself
The joke's on youSometimes I get a little out of hand
I've missed so many friends so many plans
A million people and too much time
That I don't haveThe joke's on you well I don't understand myself
The joke's on you well I meant it the whole time