Francis I'm having a nightmare I can't understand it I dreamt I jumped for just to fall behind a cold and concrete wall Forsaken from the garden that could last us And Francis I'll ask something tragic if you'll please console me If you're to smile without me there or catch another's lonesome glare Would you at least remember me as holy? Moon's out; spotlight Left bound, turned right on your street, in your drive Gal, I must say something: I warned you, darling Francis I know that I'm more of a child than a mother So I loved you til the morning ran When dawn collapsed and rules began We won the night for just to lose each other Hearts beat; hummed low Whispered through the window of that room that you know How it slips so slowly, slowly, slowly Boy, have I had it, you know that I barely can stand it That with the fuel of borrowed truth we managed to escape the youth That gave us the excuse to run the gamut See you sometime Bright eyes; dark minds Eyes ahead; I must drive