Would you care to stay ´til sunrise? It´s completely your decision It´s just that going home is such a ride, such a ride Going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride Going home is a low and lonely ride
Would you hang your denim jacket ´Neath that poster of Picasso? Do you sleep on the left side or the right, or the right? Would you mind if I leave on the light? Would you mind if it isn´t too bright?
Now I need the window open So if you happen to get chilly There´s this coverlet that my cousin hand-crocheted, hand crocheted Do you mind if the edges are frayed? Would you like to unfasten my braid?
Shall I make you in the morning
A cup of homemade coffee I´ll sweeten it with honey and with cream When you sleep Do you have dreams? You can read the early paper And I can watch you while you shave Oh God, the mirror´s cracked When you leave Will you come back? You don´t have to answer that at all The bathroom´s just across the hall There´s an extra towel on the rack And the paisley-patterned papered wall There´s a comb on the shelf I papered that wall myself That wall myself
Would you care to stay ´til sunrise?
It´s completely your decision It´s just the night cuts through me like a knife, like a knife Would you care to stay a while and save my life? Would you care to stay a while and save my life?
I don´t know what made me say that I´ve got this funky sense of humour You know I could not be downhearted if I tried, if I tried It´s just that going home is such a ride Going home is such a ride Going home is such a ride Isn´t going home, a long, lonely ride? Isn´t going home, a low and lonely ride? Isn´t going home, a low and lonely ride?