TO lift you up into space
Because sweet dear
You have my eyes into place
As years drift into days
Of mountains
Of snow drift
To sing out the pain
But now time is running
Time to make it rain
Since love is kind of funny
Wrapped and served on silver
The electric dancing waiter
The fancy walking table
A dream in slow then fast then slow
You say goodbye
And I say hello
You feed the moose
I'll feed the the goat
WHILE GOAT IS HAPPY AGAIN!
