Lay me on my back a little

An' put my hat on my head

'Cause I want to sleep out with the stars

Not in the dark with the dead

When I'm ready I'll give you the sign

You can gather me up like a quilt

Tell my mother I tried, tell my cousin I lied

I was holding your hand out of guilt

'Cause they never made my way

Hold it under and stole your heart

Let's hold it under at my place

Any wave

Hold it under and style your heart

Let's hold it under at my place

Any wave

You cover me up with a thousand whispers

You shuffle me into the night

Whistle and hum to the traffic rum?... unintelligible mumbling. I give up