He darkens up my door It's not dark in here no more Changes coming in the fall I'm not leaving you at all Zipping up his suitcase Hers is bursting at the seams Both are lousy at spanish But they speak it in their dreams Bow and spear I guess he may have caught her Pull me near against the kitchen counter Lost all time it must have slipped away in the night A rustle in the pines Shiver in my spine Warm body close I hold 'Cause I'm pathetic in the cold Bow and spear I guess he may have caught her Pull me near against the kitchen counter Lost all time it must have slipped away in the night The night The night The night He darkens up my door It's not dark in here no more Changes coming in the fall I'm not leaving you at all