Well, I'm tired and I'm lazy
Doing nine to five
And I thank heaven and god
That I'm still alive
And I'm leaving my sister's
It's three in the morning
And I'm tired and I'm lazy
And I'm thinking of you

I'm tired and I'm lazy
And the sun's up the sky
The rain dogs keep dreaming
And my mind's high and dry
The train's already moving
Straight to the top
And I'm tired and I'm lazy
And I'm thinking of you.

Now if you were asleep here
Right here on the couch
You'd see how much I mean it
Mean it to touch
Your whole body, your whole being
Sweet holy grey
Come on, roll over me
Drink me away.

The river is flowing
Beneath the crooked, stony road
I saw you on the street today
Your sun-and-the-gold
Plated smile and your face
Such memory grace
That I could die right off there,
Thinking of you.

And since Lucky Day
I don't know where you've been
The chart is all empty
The sorrow and sin
All washed up
Down the drain
How can I complain
That I'd die right here
Without thinking of you.

She was having a Technicolor yawn
Right here in this here bed
It was Valentine's and raining
And she felt very bad
About leaving and tearing
But what could she do?
When it's Valentine's and raining
I'll be thinking of you.

for Z.
for I'm forever grateful

keep a look-on - a tune is on the way.