written by Mickey Newbury



I'm gonna plant me some seed

Grow me an ocean

Cut me some trees

And build me an island

Stand on the corner

Flag down a streetcar

Go somewhere and phone him

And ask him where my thoughts are



I'm gonna say to him

Are my thoughts with you babe

How twisted, babe, are they

Since you went away, babe

I ain't been thinking too straight



And if that don't get through

I'm gonna build me a flower

Sit down in the morning dew

And kiss it every hour



I'm gonna turn out the lights

Turn on the night

Give up the fight

Go for a flight

Catch me a kite

Who cares what's right or wrong

When I get to the moon

Rent me a room

Sit in the gloom

All alone

And cry are my thoughts with you babe

How twisted, babe, are they

You know, since you went away, babe

I ain't been thinking too straight



I'm gonna turn out the lights

Turn on the night

Give up the fight

Go for a flight

Catch me a kite

Who cares what's right or wrong

When I get to the moon

Rent me a room

Sit in the gloom

All alone

And cry are my thoughts with you babe