Michael From Mountains Lyrics - Mitchell Joni

Michael wakes you up with sweets 

He takes you up streets and the rain comes down 

Sidewalk markets locked up tight 

And umbrellas bright on a grey background 

There's oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns 

That run down the drain 

In colored arrangements 

That Michael will change with a stick that he found 

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Michael from mountains 

Go where you will go to 

Know that I will know you 

Someday I may know you very well 

Michael brings you to a park 

He sings and its dark when the clouds come by 

Yellow slickers up on swings 

Like puppets on strings hanging in the sky 

They'll splash home to suppers in wallpapered kitchens 

Their mothers will scold 

But Michael will hold you 

To keep away cold till the sidewalks are dry- 

(CHORUS) 

Michael leads you up the stairs 

He needs you to care and you know you do 

Cats come crying to the key 

And dry you will be in a towel or two 

There's rain in the window 

There's sun in the painting that smiles on the wall 

You want to know all 

But his mountains have called so you never do- 

(CHORUS) 

1968 Siquomb Publishing Co. (BMI)