I knew it all along
I knew it when it was wrong
But I know it's a lot to ask
When we're caught up in what we expect
Yeah, but please try it
If you don't like it we'll take it back and we'll get one more
And you can try it on and if it fits no one could contradict it
You know we'll be fine

We'll be fine
That's what you said that lonely night

Soft like sand between your feet
Her [?] skin like heaven's heat
Still further than I can see
Still caught up in what I'd expect
A ghost still haunted herself
Ain't much used to the afterlife

Good humor, good humor, good humor
The second time I promise we will fit like hand in glove
But I can't yet face her turbulency without you to stand by me
Give me humor, give me all good humor and your patience please
Astral bodies and the whole of God's green earth are what we'd see

I know it's a lot to ask