Lying on the fairway ten days before I'm sixteen My watch says twelve the sky speaks colors On the blanket where we sleep The stars above are looking down at you And you looking at me And on the grass collecting moisture Lies your soft, blue jeans Photograph on photograph The lens fixed on your eyes And after 4 or maybe 5 o'clock A light on the horizon Strikes your hair against my head And on my neck, your lips do lie Above the green, above the trees Amidst the birds, we will fly She's Always on my mind She's Always on my mind She's Always on my mind She's always on my mind Temperpedic acrobat The warmth of your ballet Across my body there's nobody That Id rather have to stay With such soft sounds, we meditate And feel or bodies intertwine To say the least, to say with ease I feel alive tonight She's always on my mind She's always on my mind She's always on my mind She's always on my mind