Happy to sit tight through the hottest day that our summer place has seen this year, then to dissappear along with the sparkle of the lake.
Well, a hundred parades could come crash by, but I'd only think of you.
I can't help that it's so, I imagine us as we go, and leave the party for a hidden pine grove.
As the sun goes down, I don't know what's good for me no more.
As the sun's going down, I wish I could just say you look good to me.
With night air out on the verandah, careful to prop the screen door, like our last night here, like I know nothing no more.
I see you pedalling down the lane, and I start feeling every little thing.
As the sun goes down, I don't know what's good for me no more.
As the sun's going down, I wish I could just say you look good to me.
