Saw you standing in Richmond last winter
Lips were chapped and your face was blush
In a warm room, looking out through the window
Lips were warning not to be rushed
Ah, are you looking for some kind of sign?
I'll be waiting for you
When you make up your mind
When you make up your mind
Bet you were something when you were younger
Bet you were something in a previous life
I can see you asleep in the fields
I bet you make someone a beautiful wife
Ch.
Bet you were something...