Intro : Have a seat upon this branch of mine It's been awhile, honey, I think I feel fine I see the question mark atop your spine I've got a ladder, honey. Won't you let me climb ? Tell me all about your foreign wars And all about the photographs that line your drawers 'Cause I know a lot about closing doors, But not enough about what opens up yours. Oh, my, my. Oh, my stars. Everything you see is ours. Or it could be, if you would try. I wish you would, I wish you might.     oooh If everything you said to me has been the truth oooh Then oh, my stars are leading me to you. ooooh. Have a seat upon this branch of mine It's been awhile, honey, won't you take your time. I see the question mark atop your spine I've got a ladder, honey. Won't you let me climb ?