there’s a seven hour wait
for the garden where i lay
and so still we can stay
if you want us to behave
and i can’t help myself tonight
and i do want this wonderful life
i’ve made us a home
in the grass
where god can’t watch us
from the stars
shoes by the door
clothes on the floor
if i shut my eyes
his face is yours
if i shut my eyes
if i shut my eyes
if i shut my eyes
