7. Morning Song
Let the phone ring.
Let's go back to sleep.
Let the world spin outside our door,
You're the only one that I wanna see.
Tell your boss you're sick,
Hurry, get back in, I'm getting cold.
Get over here and warm my hands up, boy,
It's you they love to hold.
And stop thinking about what your sister said.
And stop worry'n about it,
Yes, the cat's already been fed.
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed.
(Chorus)
Put the phone machine on hold.
Leave the dishes in the sink.
Do not answer the door.
It's you that I adore, (for you I'll be a poor man's wife)
I'm gonna give you some more.
We'll sit on the front porch,
The sun can warm my feet.
You can drink your coffee with sugar and cream,
I'll drink my decaf herbal tea.
Pretend we're perfect strangers
And that we never met.
My, you remind me of a man I used to sleep with,
That's a face I'd never forget.
You can be Henry Miller and I'll be Anais Nin,
Except this time it'll be even better,
We'll stay together in the end.
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed.
(Chorus)
8. Adrian
Adrian came home again last summer.
Things just haven't been the same 'round here.
(Chorus)
And people talk,
And people stare.
Oh, Adrian, come out and play.
An unfortunate accident in a canoe;
Doctor said, "I'm sorry, not much I can do."
(Chorus 2)
And the air was so still,
And his eyes, they did not blink.
Oh, Adrian, come out and play.
Little Mary Epperson liked him
And she vowed always to watch after him.
(Chorus 3)
But still he did not move
And the doctor said it's no use.
Oh, Adrian, come out and play.
(Bridge)
And she sat by his side
And watched the years fly by.
He looked so fragile, he looked so small
And she wondered why he was still alive at all.
Everyone in town had that "I'm so sorry" look;
They talked in a whispered hush, said,
"I'd turn the machines off,"
(Chorus 4)
But still she sat by his side;
She said, "Life he won't be denied."
Oh, Adrian, come out and play.
Yellow flowers decorate his bedroom;
Sign above his door says "Welcome Home."
(Chorus 5)
But he just sits and stares.
He's awake but still not there.
Oh, Adrian, come out and play.
(Bridge)
And little Mary Apperson grew up lovely,
And she still comes to visit him on Sundays.
(Chorus 6)
He's like an unused toy;
He's got big hands but the mind of a little boy.
Oh, Adrian, come out and play.
Adrian came home again last summer.
Things just haven't been the same 'round here.