[ Featuring The Great Lakes ]
It's a certain time of day I'm feeling like a fool
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
It makes you nervous
So I'm standing on this edge
Cll I want is you
Lines that never cross
Descending into blue
Parallel abstruse
It makes you nervous
Every once in a while
Have we scratched the surface?
Honey all I really want
Is to run away
From everyone
Everything
Lying lonesome
Next to you
Lie beside me
On the forest floor
For a while
It's all right
Lay to waste
The afternoon
I am at your beck and call
Whatever be your will
I'll wear my finest coat
I'll meet you in the still
It makes you nervous
Every once in a while
Have we scratched the surface?
Honey all I really want
Is to run away
From everyone
Everything
Lying lonesome
Next to you
Lie beside me
On the forest floor
For a while
It's all right
Lay to waste
The afternoon