i used to see you so frequently
you got places to go and people to be
it's half past three just fall on the sheets with me
smooth the lines on your map
you can head on home after our nap
give me another kiss and look at the road map

you used to be a lovely dream
now you've sewn the seams and made yourself clean
you send the newspaper flying back at me
one thing before you go
could you ever believe that i liked you so
it was all you knew and all my friends you know

take it off your back
hang it on my coat rack
don't be sad
i am not that mad

turn toward me at half past three
close the door so he can't see
all the things that you do to me
friday is another day 
with fields to till and bills to pay
your soft skin on the pillow just can't stay

out, out, the morning came
the skin is gone but the light remains
people can change, but we just stay the same

follow me to your birthday party
no more cake
it already got started
hold your breath until we've parted

take it off your back
hang it on my coat rack
don't be sad
i am not that mad