Well, I tried to make it Sunday But I got so damn depressed Then I set my sights on Monday And I got myself undressed I ain't ready for the altar But I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinking 'bout you Sister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you Can't you see it in my eyes? I've been one poor correspondent I've been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle? Will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little? Just enough to show you care? Well, I tried to fake it Don't mind saying Just can't make it ♪ Well, I keep on thinking 'bout you Sister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you Can't you see it in my eyes? Now I've been one poor correspondent And I've been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle? Will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little? Just enough to show you care? Well, I tried to fake it Don't mind saying Just can't make it ♪ One, two, three, four