Lyrics
If we still have time, we might still get by
Every time I think about it, I want to cry
With bones and the devil, and the kids keep coming
No way to breathe easy, no time to be young
But I tell myself that I was doing alright
There's nothing left to do at night
My love is the evening breeze touching your skin
The gentle, sweet singing of leaves in the wind
The whisper that calls after you in the night
And kisses your ear with the early moonlight
And you don't need to wonder, you're doing fine
My love, the pleasure's mine
I was a willow last night in a dream
I bent down over a clear running stream
Sang you the song that I heard up above
And kept me alive with your sweet flowing love
I'm going crazy, crazy on you
Crazy, oh, so crazy
Crazy, crazy on you