Please Turn
With your clover, pickin' cherries
Taking pills, and running with the steam
Love's so make believe
Swinging branches by your mission
And by the Porches, poles, and leopard skin,
Got you dancin' in
Please, pull the string now
Turn, the winds are running round
Oh, if diamonds don't lift dark
Oh, the color's shift and cut
Staring down at the wonderin' faces
Watch your place
But on the paper you can shine and fly
But smilin' in the their eyes
Over land and over space
You take me to that unreal place that I had ever known
So don't you cry
Please, pull the string now
Turn, the winds are running round
Oh, diamonds don't lift dark
Oh, the color's shift and cut
Please!
Turn!