Broughton-Mason
The first thing I saw was the sun on your skin
Dew on the doorstep, the milk to take in to the house
A mouse running rafters, the cat running after, to catch him a playmate
They tell me it's Haymaking Time again
The next thing I knew we were sitting apart
You in pajamas and me with my heart on your sleeve
Don't go, leave the day spoiled, wait till the egg's boiled, what's in a moment
Indulging in sentimentality
You know it's not right, to make a song and dance over night
You know it's not right, but you do it anyhow
It's not very bright, to turn it on as you turn out the light
It's not very bright, but you do it anyhow
Memories shelter in days such as these
Love still remembered in visions you cast with the breeze
Wax on the candle, sand in your sandals, they weather the seasons
Who cares about reasoning anyway
You know it's not right, to make a song and dance over night
You know it's not right, but you do it anyhow
It's not very bright, to turn it on as you turn out the light
It's not very bright, but you do it anyhow