Records

Dip into the light where the edges are clear I'll be close behind, enough to hear you wonder Turn around and smile I'll take your picture So you can be still Stretched out in pose, in a natural stage Before the light dips, and fades away When the beaches are closed and evening sets in And the water is cold, I'll still want you then Oh, how my mind goes out of frame And all of its shadows fill the space The sun will come out, again and again And even if it don't I'll, still want you then Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Fall into the light where you hang your clothes I won't be far behind, I'll be at your nose Keeping records of all your lines And trace your figure in my mind Oh, how the time goes out of place And all of its glory changes shape The grass it still grows, again and again And even if it won't I'll, still want you then Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh