Verse 1: Down along the creek I remember something I heard the heron hurried away When first I’d preached that last Sunday      Verse 2: No moon down the yellow road I remember something Believing wasn’t easy All that heaving in my vines And as certain it is evening it is now it’s not the Time Ooh Verse 3: Toiling with your blood I remember something And be a lesson; kissing on the nights second to last Found in both your hands As second sun can’t pass the glance And oh I know it felt right And I had you in my grasp Verse 4: Oh then how we gonna cry Cause it once might not mean something Love a second glance It is not something that we need Honey understand that I have been left here in the reeds But all I’m trying to do is get my feet out from the creeks Final And I see you Turn around you’re my A-Team Turn around now you’re my A-Team God damn turn around now You’re my A-Team