O.K. Songtext
von Michael Penn

Baby, come down
Baby, come back down to the ground
Let me hold you
Let me hold this moment a spell
I can tell

That there′s really not a lot of options open
For another kind of aftermath
You're hoping
That there′s something else that you can do to
Make it come true
Make it perfect
Make it okay


Light the marquees
Santa Ana's twist through the trees
While the vine swings
Putting all your light things with his
Trouble is

That there's really not a lot of options open
For another kind of aftermath
You′re hoping
But there′s nothing else that you can do to
Make it come true
Make it perfect
Make it okay

And there's really not a lot of options open
For another kind of aftermath
You′re hoping
That there's something else that you can do to
Make it come true
Make it perfect
Make it okay