The Seams

I must have said something

That I didn't mean

I talk in my sleep now And tell you my dreams

Now I've got your attention

But what does that mean

Were hardly together

And loose at the seams

If you are a telepath I could be the one

I could be the one

Neither of us

Having any fun

As soon as you let me

As soon as you'd like

I'll soon be a memory

As soon as you're fine

As soon as you leave me

And I'm out of time

Will you do it tenderly?

As soon as you find out

Standing in a Publix parking lot

Hundred-ten degrees

Getting back from Brenton's lake

Pulling gravel from our knees

When I was totally awake

And you were over being clean And we loved our own mistakes

Taking breaks to feel the rain

If you want to carve a path

I could get it done

Neither of us

Telling anyone

As soon as you let me

As soon as you'd like I'll soon be a memory

As soon as you're fine

As soon as you leave me

And I'm out of time

Will you do it tenderly?