You sit on my lap
and we shoot the crap
right until the dawn
then make love on the lawn
We will in a while
perhaps learn to smile
we live and we learn
we toss and we turn
since we've grown tall
our dreams are quite small
we can't know it all
there's too many walls
so our dreams are quite small
you sit on my knee
and put me at ease
we know how to drink
so we don't have to think
we'll grow very old
but never too bold
on sundays sleep late
while weekdays just grate
refr.
1994.
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