Me and Dani We used to walk to the park In front of apartment buildings Where I used to live We would take a notebook And draw who ever walked by She used to say That other people looked happier And I never asked her why Now she flew away Higher than these Streets have ever Driving in a cab Going from one story to Another... Me and Danny She would make me hot soup In days when my soul was Feeling cold She was warm as her red hair And i miss her so Now she flew away Higher than these Streets have ever Driving in a cab Going from one story to Now she flew away Higher than these Streets have ever Driving in a cab Going from one story to Another...