That song that has lines from that poem

Closed my eyes poked a pin in the map
and my headed land square in your lap.
In this pretty little how town
I've been drunk since the moment your lips touched my mouth.

I laughed your joy and I cried your grief,
in this little be where we used to fall asleep.
I observed the stubble on the ceiling tiles
and told you they're not as cracked as you an me.

All by all and deep by deep
dancing on the hood of your car I was something to see.
We watched the balloon man's muses fall
said it was sad that nobody loved him at all.

I laughed your joy and I cried your grief,
in this little be where we used to fall asleep.
I observed the stubble on the ceiling tiles
and told you they're not as cracked as you an me.

Children forget to remember
so I guess I'm as old as forever
becuase there's never any growing up with us two.
And you're,
my most beautiful adieu.

I'm still laughing your joy and crying your grief,
while your in someone else's bed falling asleep.
I observe the stubble on the ceiling tiles and say
they're not as cracked as you an me.