And I bought them myself
No surprises in the record collection
You must have thought I was someone else
I’m still afraid to get lost
In a city I might explore
But I’m not afraid to have
An eloquent boy at my door
at my door
at my door
at my door
Oh you want to be a writer
Fantastic idea
You say you’ve never seen America
I really think you’ll like it there
Maybe you should travel with me
Is this the best idea
Because you’ve never seen a Redwood
and you’ve never touched a deer
a deer
a deer
dear
a deer
a deer
my dear
Are swans deceiving us all?
Oh I for one should know
I never felt myself so graceful
And I never swam so slow
so slow
so slow
so slow…
