She laid down naked on the lawn He knew they were safely out of sight They made love at night They used to hide in a barn over the hill Running hand in hand across the fields Screaming their lungs out for the thrill The little man was sitting alone, in the corner across the room She thought he was a mountain, she hoped this time it was all true She waited there for him to come back, smiling in the dark Hands never tired of sensual caresses The hay hiding their wispered voices Ticking time until dawn He spent hours playing silly jokes Building up their imaginary worlds She gazed in awe The little man is sitting alone, in a corner across the room He thought he was a mountain, he thought that was all true She waited there for him to come back, hiding in the dark That little voice flowing in, but he knows this time is all an act