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