THE WAY THINGS OUGHT TO BE
you could pretend to be a mime
and i could pretend to be blind
and i would read your lips like they were braille
and get pulled by your hips like a sail
and i would know the code
to crack the message that you wrote
encrypted in the lashes of your eyes
hidden in the rhythm of your sighs
oh, honey, say that you realize it
i see no reason why you should disguise it
you and me, we're gonna make a surprise hit
that's the way things ought to be
you could pretend to be a tree
and i could pretend to be a breeze
and i would blow from the old pacific sea
on over to the meadow where you'd be
and i'd tickle the leaves
of your elbows and your knees
and do whatever else it is you please
oh, honey, say that you realize it
i see no reason why you should disguise it
you and me, we're gonna make a surprise hit
that's the way things ought to be
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