Album: To Understand (The Early Recordings Of Matthew Sweet)
I met her down by the water
She took me into her full like a mother
I sent her some flowers for the weekend
And she sent me away on a mission
I went into another land
Staring into one another's green pools
We're a couple of blue fools
Thank god that they don't ask us why
We can't get high
Blue fools
Never had any sisters or brothers
Spent all her time looking for another
Keeping all of her thoughts in a locket
Before I knew it she picked my pocket
I turned into another man
Staring into one another's green pools
We're a couple of blue fools
Thank god that they don't ask us why
We can't get high
Blue fools