Just for a change
I know your days are strange
With what I put you through
Enough to cry
My eyes bluer than the sea
That's been swimming you
But if you'd let me turn you on
There's thing to do
It might just be a motley, patchwork coat
To keep you warm
And to keep you dry
And to keep the rain from
Dripping down your spine
And from your eyes down to your shoes
I know
It's not an easy task
A camel through a needle's eye
And though
Old habits are the leaves on trees
That block you from new light
If you'd just let me turn you on
There's thing to do
It might just be a motley, patchwork coat
To keep you warm
And to keep you dry
And to keep the rain from
Dripping down your spine
And from your eyes down to your shoes