The summer air's as thick as gossip,
Or asbestos in a closet,
But your hair feels as soft as mine.
You skip to match our feet
As we're skimming down the street --
The smallest army of all time.
Yes sir, yes sir...
There ain't crossing nothing sweeter
Than the "keep out" of the theater --
Lift the velvet rope, now lift it for me.
I catch a glimpse of your persona
On the piano in the corner.
Now we're swinging from the chandelier.
And I'm letting you be; and I'll never let you be.
And you'll let me be; you'll never let me be.
The lighted hearts of certain buddies,
And the mattress with the money --
Great many things have gone or changed.
But we give before we know we've got it,
And as we kiss with something constant,
You call my name; I call God's name, I'll call it...
Tux and gown pour from some cathedral,
And a laughing group of people --
Our army pulls a quick ten hut.
A sleepy premonition
(The echo of tradition):
We can do whatever we want.
Like letting you be; and never let you be.
And you'll let me be; you'll never let me be.
The world seems open as to whether
We should lean together --
Two candles melting into one wax.
Seems our roads have long existed
As two wicks that have been twisted.
Think I'll love you till it all goes black
All black, black, black...
Both hulabaloo and silent,
City bus and cut-off island,
Both picture flash and water to boil,
Both rabbit fur and diamond,
Both of monster and of child,
Our days coil and uncoil.
As I'm letting you be, but never let you be.
And as you let me be -- thank god! -- you never let me be.