Sarah sitting in her house
Paint each nail like it's a watercolor
All day, I sit here waiting
Waiting for my fastidious flower, flower
Look here at her table
Her life is filled with perfect pictures
Reds and blues in the upstairs room
But I'm far too shy to try
Try them too, try them too
Toss and turn all night long
And in the morning my mind's as good as gone
She is filling up my head
My head with song
But she won't tell the words
So I can't sing along, sing along