Fishin' in the sea of song. Sometimes stormy. Sometimes calm. Sometimes nothing gets done. And you're under the gun. . Starin' at the sun. I've been sittin' here for days.
Silk pyjamas, silk pyjamas. She was wearing silk pyjamas. Usual outfit, big pith helmet. Dr. Martens and silk pyjamas. . Said it was driving her round the bend.
Miller time at the bar where all the English meet. She used to drink in the hills. Only now she drinks in the valleys. Where every road has a name like Beachwood Avenue.
It's poetry in motion. She turned her tender eyes to me. As deep as any ocean. As sweet as any harmony. Mm, but she blinded me with science. "She blinded me with science!".
Life I need to talk to you. Can you spare a minute just tell me what to do. Iâ??m trying to climb this hill. I can feel you pass me by like Iâ??m standing still.
A chair on the porch,. The sun coming up. Warm on my face. I'm thanking God for my luck.. . She walks through the door. Wrapped up in a sheet,. Floating on air.
I got a letter from my baby. She said she's comin' home today. I got a letter from my baby. She said she's comin' home today. Oh well, my baby wasn't lyin'.