So here's the setting, we met fucked up at a wedding
Shoulders back, throwing her hair, yeah
She said, "it hasn't been pretty, stuck in a walk-up in Philly
Ain't exactly feel like Paris, yeah."
And she don't understand I get so distant
And it ain't any comfort to know that she's suffering too
And nothing she can write me makes a difference
And it's all in my head but I wanna believe she'll be mine in a year, maybe two
I'll drop her a line when I'm feeling like myself again
'Cause lately I ain't in the mood to pretend
Gemini, when I'm feeling like myself again
Maybe I could be more than just a friend
I've been a monster, talks about me to her mother
Shopping for Bertoia chairs, yeah
Found an imposture, hair just like me, thought I lost her
Oh what a nervous affair, yeah
And nothing she can write me makes a difference
And it's all in my head but I wanna believe she'll be mine in a year, maybe two
I'll drop her a line when I'm feeling like myself again
'Cause lately I ain't in the mood to pretend
Gemini, when I'm feeling like myself again
Maybe I could be more than just a friend
Gemini, Gemini, when I'm feeling like myself
Gemini, when I'm feeling -
I'll drop her a line when I'm feeling like myself again
'Cause lately I ain't in the mood to pretend
Gemini, when I'm feeling like myself again
Maybe I could be more than just a friend
(Gemini, Gemini, Gemini)
I could be more than just a friend
(Gemini, Gemini, Gemini)
I could be more than just a friend
