In the evening afternoon Feel so tired 'cause there's nothing to do But wish the fireflies would come home soon Took a walk up into the hills Brought a book and a bottle of pills Waded through the grass Beneath the trees Don't ask me now Take your time Arrive somehow You have the look of flowers that are looked at Sang you and myself to sleep Every night feels like a week Don't know if I should run Or should I stay? Laid and listened to the traffic dive Sad voices trying to tell me their lies Don't pay them any mind They'll disappoint you Don't ask me now Take your time Arrive somehow You have the look of flowers that are looked at