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