Текст песни: Counting Crows. She Likes The Weather. Sailor Song.

Walk out Amanda, our fortunes are clear
These are the last of our days
Left San Francisco with time on my hands
And I got back with you on my brain
So bring me a second or bring me an hour
Bring me the world in a tear
Bring me a little of anything Amanda
And I'll keep it close to me here
Press it among the best years of my heart and my tears
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want
Throw me up on the shore tonight and I'll count the last light
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want...
Come on Amanda, you know what I mean
You won't be happy 'round here
Got on the wagon the tenth of December
I fell off the first of the year
And I know you wish I was better then that
I know you wish I was dry
God knows I wish I was somebody else
Right now I wish I could die
Press it among the best years of my heart and my tears
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want
Maybe among the earphones of my heart and my soul
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want everything
And I want to be a raider, I want anything
And I want to be a man
What's the matter?

Didn't you think we were trying?
Hey, what's the matter?
Didn't you think I was somebody else who
could lie in the wake of you smile?
Spent twenty-six stiffening years down the drain
Women who will spit in your eye
And a drunkard like me gets the worst of your love
Good riddance, good luck and good bye
Press it among the best years of my heart and my tears
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want
Maybe among the hill folds of my heart and my soul
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want
Singing 'till the sky turns and lungs burst and throat burns
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want
Screaming 'till the sun houses my here and my now
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I want everything
And I want to be a sailor, I want anything
And I wanna be a man
I want everything
And I wanna be a sailor, I want anything
And I wanna be a man
And I wanna be a man
And I wanna be a man