The cops are hanging around the house

The cars outside look like they've got the blues

The moon don't know if it's day or night

Everybody's creeping around with plastic covers on their shoes

You're making coffee for everyone concerned

Someone points to this and someone points to that

Everyone is saying that you should lie down

But you ain't having none of that

And I say to the sleepy summer rain

With a complete absence of pain

You might think I'm crazy

But I'm still in love with you



Hide your eyes, hide your tears,

Hide your face, my love

Hide your ribbons, hide your bows

Hide your coloured cotton gloves

Hide your trinkets, hide your treasures

Hide your neatly scissored locks

Hide your memories, hide them all

Stuff them in a cardboard box

Or throw them into the street below

Leave them to the wind and the rain and the snow

For you might think I'm crazy

But I'm still in love with you



Call me up, baby, and I will answer your call

Call me up but remember I am no use to you at all



Now, you're standing at the top of the stairs

One hand on the banister, a flower in your hair

The other one resting on your hip

Without a solitary care

I fall to sleep in the summer rain

With no single memory of pain

And you might think I'm crazy

But I'm still in love with you