I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection
I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb Althea told me now cool down boy - settle back, easy Jim
You may be Saturday's child, all grown, moving with a pinch of grace You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face
You may be the fate of Ophelia, sleeping and perchance to dream Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme
Ain't nobody messing with you but you, your friends are getting most concerned Loose with the truth, maybe it's your fire, but baby don't get burned
When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me You're gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy
There are things you can replace, and others you cannot The time has come to weigh those things This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot
I told Althea I'm a roving sign, that I was born to be a bachelor Althea told me, okay, that's fine - so now I'm trying to catch her
Can't talk to you without talking to me, we're guilty of the same old thing Talking a lot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring
I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction
ReplyDeleteAlthea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection
I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb
Althea told me now cool down boy - settle back, easy Jim
You may be Saturday's child, all grown, moving with a pinch of grace
You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face
You may be the fate of Ophelia, sleeping and perchance to dream
Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme
Ain't nobody messing with you but you, your friends are getting most concerned
Loose with the truth, maybe it's your fire, but baby don't get burned
When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me
You're gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy
There are things you can replace, and others you cannot
The time has come to weigh those things
This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot
I told Althea I'm a roving sign, that I was born to be a bachelor
Althea told me, okay, that's fine - so now I'm trying to catch her
Can't talk to you without talking to me, we're guilty of the same old thing
Talking a lot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring