Her parade on the ceiling was looking like rain
When he came by to borrow some blue skies
"I'm sleeping," she said "after a long night's dreaming"
"Hard pressed for a reason to get out of bed"

Here he is begging for less than enough
I'll give you everything but
Her love
Everything but her love
Her love
Everything but her love

I can offer you sheets by the mile
If the Carlyle is out of rooms
I'm good for it, why don't you ask
But I can't bring her back
Now why would I do that?

When I ask what he wants, his only response
Is a single word less than I need
He watches TV, she reads the I-Ching
And I keep my face nearly straight
When he tries to leave

She must be a dream 'cause you never wake up
I'll give you everything but
Her love
Everything but her love
Her love
Everything but her love
Her love
Everything but her love
Her love
Everything but her love