Joe DiMaggio’s Glove Asia

I'm always my own guy, I do what I need to get by
I believe my way is the only way
Flattery is a dull blade
So I won't use that to get my point made
'Cause you're far too smart, I'm not smart enough
I never answer to on-one, I always walk, 'cause I can't run
Hand-to-mouth, and day to day
But my pride is killing me
I just can't get where I want to be
I'm lost, I need someone to show the way

Couldn't see for looking, staring at the sun
I had no idea of what was to come

All summer it was only you
You were a gift from above
Two hearts could only beat as one
We could not get enough
I've never been completely lost
I've never been so in love
How did my heart become so soft?
Like Joe DiMaggio's glove

I don't like the telephone
And I don't much mind if I am alone
The right place and the right time are here and now
I live in the moment
And I don't say things that I never meant
And I won't promise that which I cannot do