Who told you
That baby i'd come by tonight
To lazy and tired in spite
Of the fact that i like you

Maybe instead i'll write
Of all of the dreams i had last night
While you were sleeping
And dreaming and feeling and sckeming
I saw beatiful thing
I saw a blue moon kissed by orange stars
Dancing in th eland of wishes quite far
I saw tou kissing my finger tips
With your brite crazy yellow lpis

Maybe instead i'll grab my friends guitar
And write a toon or two
About how fine you are
Or maybe about the words
And the absurds and the disturbs
That we axchanged when you were here
What places we can travel to
And how to get there
India philippines cuba brazil

Our ideas can get quite ill