Walking home when the light of the moon said
"Maybe you should build a road"
I raised my shovel through the night till the dawn
Knew I should work until the dirt was gone
Prayed my thoughts they'd rest a while
But they drift, like smoke to a golden smile
Drenched in morning sun they run
She's come round in a silk-white gown
She's trying to draw my eyes away
She's come round in a silk-white gown
She's trying to close them
Sing a sweet tune
Sweet as honey-dew
Someday the song's gonna turn my head
But not today
No not today
Bathed in peach lamp light
I sat down to write
A novel or a poem or two
Words as fresh as February dew
But she's twirling around the edge of my room
Humming her golden tune
I hum along for a moment
For a moment I wanted to
She's come round in a silk-white gown
She's trying to draw my eyes away
She's come round in a silk-white gown
She's trying to close them
Sing a sweet tune
Sweet as honey-dew
Someday the song's gonna turn my head
But not today
No not today
When a thirst came on I went to her place just for water
Life's a faded book
She makes it look like the sun in June
Like Hollywood
I want to swim in her river
I want to swim in her river just one more time
One more time
Every day until I die
She's come round in a silk-white gown
She's trying to draw my eyes away
She's come round in a silk-white gown
She's trying to close them
Sing a sweet tune
Sweet as honey-dew
Someday the song's gonna turn my head
But not today
No not today