Well I tried to
make it sunday
But I got so
damn depressed
That I set my
sights on monday
And I got
myself undressed
I ain't ready
for the altar
But I do agree
there's times
When a woman sure can
be a friend of mine
Well I keep on
thinkin' 'bout you
Sister golden
hair surprise
And I just can't
live without you
Can't you see
it in my eyes
I've been one poor
correspondent
And I've been too
too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you
ain't been on my mind
Will you meet me
in the middle
Will you meet me
in the air
Will you love me
just a little
Just enough to
show you care
Well I tried
to fake it
I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it
Well I keep on
thinkin' 'bout you
Sister golden
hair surprise
And I just can't
live without you
Can't you see
it in my eyes
I've been one poor
correspondent
And I've been too
too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you
ain't been on my mind
Will you meet me
in the middle
Will you meet me
in the air
Will you love me
just a little
Just enough to
show you care
Well I tried
to fake it
I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it