Coyote

You close the door in the hall It makes the pictures fall from the wall Winter's singing in the shower And the leaves are changing color In my heart you're number 1 Fell for you at the Texaco pump I put mornings back together After tearing them apart I know it's time for bed Your eyes are getting red What's making the noise outside When its quiet on a Sunday night? Don't wash your hair The socks and shoes and underwear The attic light left on all night My back against your chair