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