Midnight
When you get there
Just hold her to your chest
Then walk you to the beach
To watch the birds fall from their nest
I’ll ask where you’re going
And what you’re doing
You have no answer
Because you’re a wanderer wondering
You’re a wanderer wandering
And every second is a pounding drum
You’re leaning over me to put another record on
And every other guess is just cold hard luck
Now the life is kid creole and the coconuts
Midnight when you get there
Just hold her to your chest
And tell her loves the best
For her
For you
For me
Does the world make you crazy
It made me crazy too
But I’m all out of hunger
Because I’m a wanderer wondering
I’m a wanderer wondering
I’m a wanderer
Wondering
Ooooh ooooh ooooh