It’s a custom made afternoon            With shrinking hands I can’t keep to myself Springtime...Saturday Perfect in an easy way And it’s a customary sin                For angels in the dark A lighter spark to brighten her skies Finger feelings fingers feeling fine Just might change this life of mine            And I’m up on inspiration drive If you could see what I’ve seen Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine Sleeping with her sandals on In a California dream I’m singing "La-la-la-la-la-la think I’m up to something" And on a custom made afternoon the candle she burns The wheels turn and four eyes look away Wood is getting tangled up in steam Blue and hazel mix to green And I’m up on inspiration drive If you could see what I’ve seen Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine Perfect in an easy way The world behind the worlds I’m singing "La-la-la-la-la-la" And I’m up on inspiration drive If you could see what I’ve seen Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine Sleeping with her sandals on In a California dream I’m singing "La-la-la-la-la-la think I’m up to something"