Lyrics: I told Althea I was feeling lost Lacking in some direction Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb Althea told me: now cool down boy - settle back easy Jim You may be Saturday's child all grown moving with a pinch of grace You may be a clown in the burying ground or just another pretty face You may be the fate of Ophelia sleeping and perchance to dream - honest to the point of recklessness self centered to the extreme Ain't nobody messing with you but you your friends are getting most concerned - loose with the truth maybe it's your fire baby I hope you don't get burned When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me: You're gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy There are things you can replace and others you cannot The time has come to weigh those things this space is getting hot - you know this space is getting hot I told Althea I'm a roving sign - that I was born to be a bachelor - Althea told me: OK that's fine - So now I'm out trying to catch her Can't talk to you without talking to me We're guilty of the same old thing Thinking a lot about less and less And forgetting that the love we bring
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Lyrics:
I told Althea I was feeling lost
Lacking in some direction
Althea told me upon scrutiny that my
back might need protection
I told Althea that treachery
was tearing me limb from limb
Althea told me: now cool down boy -
settle back easy Jim
You may be Saturday's child all grown
moving with a pinch of grace
You may be a clown in the burying ground
or just another pretty face
You may be the fate of Ophelia
sleeping and perchance to dream -
honest to the point of recklessness
self centered to the extreme
Ain't nobody messing with you but you
your friends are getting most concerned -
loose with the truth
maybe it's your fire
baby I hope you don't get burned
When the smoke has cleared, she said,
that's what she said to me:
You're gonna want a bed to lay your head
and a little sympathy
There are things you can replace
and others you cannot
The time has come to weigh those things
this space is getting hot -
you know this space is getting hot
I told Althea
I'm a roving sign -
that I was born to be a bachelor -
Althea told me: OK that's fine -
So now I'm out trying to catch her
Can't talk to you without talking to me
We're guilty of the same old thing
Thinking a lot about less and less
And forgetting that the love we bring