Well, step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood
Well, step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood
I watch the mail boat from the clearing
And what happens in between
Up the hill and back down
I draw a line from A to B
As far as I can see
For a hood is a home for someone who lives alone
And I'm changing the ribbons in this old Underwood
My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you
My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you
And I'm changing the ribbons in this old Underwood
It is an open mystery