We may still have time

We might still get by

Every time I think about it I want to cry

With the bombs and the devils

And the kids keep coming

Nowhere to breathe easy...no time to be young

But I tell myself that I'm doing alright

There's nothing left to do tonight but go crazy on you



My love is the evening breeze touching your skin

The gentle sweet singing of leaves in the wind

The whisper that calls, after you in the night

And kisses your ear in the early light

You don't need to wonder, you're doing fine

And my love, the pleasure's mine

Let me go crazy on you



Wild man's world is crying in pain

What're you going to do?

I was a willow last night in my dream

I bent down over a clear running stream

I sang you the song that I heard up above

And you keep me alive with your sweet, flowing love