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