You are fair-haired, oh, your lips are red

You like softball, oh, and the Grateful Dead

Why am I attracted to

The body and the mind of you?



You mean trouble, oh, with your Lucifer's eyes

And make me daydream, oh, and fantasize

Running through a field of flames

Playing our forbidden game



Camouflaging all, you pass me in the hall

Leaving me standing naked with my feelings

Did you see me here, swallowing my tears?

Everything that was solid now is reeling



Ah, but I know you, oh, and you know me, too

You know the closet, oh, that I share with you

There are places we could go

No one would ever, ever know



Let's try real time, oh, come sit on my bed

We'll share our lifetimes, oh, and the Grateful Dead