I was sad enough last Saturday,
I woke you to talk but I didn’t have much to say.
You came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke.
You came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke.
In the morning, when the wind is still warm,
And the rivers still following.
Still following…
The Astor hotel is black in the windows,
Black in the halls, black in the halls.
Since we left separately.
I woke you to talk but I didn’t know what to say.
You came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke.
You came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke.
In the morning, when the wind is still warm,
And the rivers still following.
Still following…
The Astor hotel is black in the windows,
A country letter, straight from a widow: come in the nighttime,
To the back porch, throw rocks at my window…
(You sound like young love)
A country letter, straight from a widow
(You sound like young love)
Come in the nighttime, to the back porch, throw rocks at my window
This house built cleverly for you and me.
You sound like young love, you sound like young love!