Lying on the fairway ten days before I'm sixteen
My watch says twelve the sky speaks colors
On the blanket where we sleep
The stars above are looking down at you
And you looking at me
And on the grass collecting moisture
Lies your soft, blue jeans
Photograph on photograph
The lens fixed on your eyes
And after 4 or maybe 5 o'clock
A light on the horizon
Strikes your hair against my head
And on my neck, your lips do lie
Above the green, above the trees
Amidst the birds, we will fly
She's Always on my mind
She's Always on my mind
She's Always on my mind
She's always on my mind
Temperpedic acrobat
The warmth of your ballet
Across my body there's nobody
That Id rather have to stay
With such soft sounds, we meditate
And feel or bodies intertwine
To say the least, to say with ease
I feel alive tonight
She's always on my mind
She's always on my mind
She's always on my mind
She's always on my mind
