Think I'll sit and rest my bones low in my evening chair
I'll follow you right into the colors that float in the air
Though I have a calm obsession with these changing eyes
The more that I see out in front of me the more that I want to get high
And who needs my love?
And who needs my love?
I know who I was thinking of
You, you, you, you
I need some warm affection and shade of a live oak tree
We made it out of a long western drought let us drink from these sweet dripping springs
And who needs my love?
And who needs my love?
I know who I was thinking of
You, you, you, you
And who needs my love?
And who needs my love?
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you