I wish that I could tell you
What I'm thinking about
Oh I wish that I could walk in
To your house
No one else around 'cept
For you and me
Those summer windows open
Breathe in the heat
I wish that I could tell you
That I could use a hand
Oh I wish that I could write it like
Townes van Zandt
Baby, you could be the bandit
I remain the fool
You can lead me up the mountain
I'll be a real good mule
But I am slow and revealing
When I'm feeling far away
When I'm swimming in a memory
While I'm wide awake
Just the digging for a feeling
Put another down
Oh I'll feel it in the morning
Head kneel to the ground
What I'm thinking about
Oh I wish that I could walk in
To your house
No one else around 'cept
For you and me
Those summer windows open
Breathe in the heat
I wish that I could tell you
That I could use a hand
Oh I wish that I could write it like
Townes van Zandt
Baby, you could be the bandit
I remain the fool
You can lead me up the mountain
I'll be a real good mule
But I am slow and revealing
When I'm feeling far away
When I'm swimming in a memory
While I'm wide awake
Just the digging for a feeling
Put another down
Oh I'll feel it in the morning
Head kneel to the ground
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