Chemicals - John Mark McMillan

A room sometimes is a body

With the loneliest view

And the porch lights grow dim

With every on-setting hour

Where the stars seem so finite to you

But love it ain’t like the chemicals babe

'Cause the chemicals don’t hang around

While everybody’s drilling for a fountain of youth

Losing years on the way down

A melody can be exhausted babe

Short of friend and fame

'Cause the birds they don’t sing

In the winter short of spring

And, even then, they only sing in the day

But love, it ain’t like a melody babe

'Cause the birds don’t hang around

Well, everybody’s drilling for a fountain of youth

But sometimes in these fountains they drown

Sometimes in these fountains they drown

But I want to love you

When the blood of my veins

Don’t know how to call out your name

Yeah I want to love you

When the birds don’t hang around

But love it ain’t like the chemicals babe

'Cause the chemicals don’t hang around

While everybody’s drilling for a fountain of youth

But sometimes in these fountains they drown