I bare my windowed self untamed and untrained Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall Bold waves tumble oh to the season of my heart And you have offended my faith and my trust Until all is lost into the beauty of the day Until all is lost, until all is lost But there's something in the way you laugh And it makes me feel like a child              Aspects of life they confuse me You and your thesis amuse me              Oh, after an afternoon with you And your rich brown eyes Your lips and your dark hair Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward the ceiling A ling a ling a ling a ling... Oh.. After an afternoon ... Face to palm Tear to tear Mouth to tongue Heart to ground Heart to ground Heart to ground Heart, heart, I am in love