I’ve just been speaking to the one who holds the key
When she asked me would I like to wait and to see?
Would I like to try and explain?
Would I like to try and explain?
How my heart is feeling tonight with all the strain?
And I said I could take much more from such a friend
Although I hoped we weren’t very far away from the end
For the time it’s a-getting late,
Yeah, the time it’s a-getting late
And my heart is hurting a little bit from the weight
She just said:
I’ve got a bed here for you
I’ve got a bed here for me
So you can look into my eyes
And tell me what you see . . .’
She’s like a rosebud in my heart and in my dreams
See her flow into the night like rivers and streams
How I’d love to lie in her arms
How I’d love to lie in her arms
But I don’t seem able to win her with my charms
She just said:
I’ve got a bed here for you
I’ve got a bed here for me
So you can look into my eyes
And tell me what you see . . .’
| 
| 
