Well I tried to make it Sunday
But I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on Monday
And I got myself undressedI ain't ready for the altar
But I do agree there's times
When a woman sure
Can be a friend of mineWell, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you
Sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you
Can't you see it in my eyes?I been one poor correspondent
And I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean
You ain't been on my mindWill you meet me in the middle
Will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little
Just enough to show you care?Well I tried to fake it
I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make itWell, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you
Sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you
Can't you see it in my eyes?Now I been one poor correspondent
And I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean
You ain't been on my mindWill you meet me in the middle
Will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little
Just enough to show you care?Well I tried to fake it
I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it