Из альбома: Timothy's Monster
I saw you on thursday,
I couldn't see your eyes
riding your bike in that
summer-dress so nice
just when I thought you would fade from my sight
you smiled at me,yeah,you smiled at me
I saw you on friday,
barefoot in the sand
alone by the fencepost
sweet dreams in your hand
you showed me a way to feel free
when you turned me on
and smiled at me
now it is time to skate ,you said
and we flew straight out of our heads
I never thought this could happen to me,
but look at me now ,skipping along,
dancing around like a ballerina!
I saw you on sunday,
you'd died away from me.....