you could always hear the rub squeaking
  of those two tree limbs
  'til one day one of them came down
  taken down by the wind
  but on the one that's still there
  you can still see where the bark was
  rubbed bare
  it's a metaphor if you know what I mean
  how have you been?
    me and you
  and your girlfriend makes three
  in the interest of even numbers
  I will make myself scarce
  I will make myself scarcely me
  but I'll be outside your window at night
  pull up your shades
  leave on your light
  I don't want to come in between
  I just want to know
  how have you been
    I leave for a living
  music's just something I do
  on my way out the door
  and I'd do almost anything once
  something about you
  I think I'd do you more
  if I had my way I'd stay here
  and watch your hair grow for a while
  it makes me smile just to dream of it
  how have you been