Are My Thoughts With You?

I ain't been thinking too straight
And cry my thoughts with you, babe
And build me an island

I ain't been thinking too straight"
I'm gonna turn out the lights
Since you went away, babe
And kiss it every hour
Go for a flight, catch me a kite
Turn on the night, give up the fight
And if that don't get through
Go for a flight, catch me a kite

Sit down in the morning dew
Who cares what's right or wrong

I'm gonna say to him, "Are my thoughts with you, babe?
Sit in the gloom all alone
How twisted they are, babe

I'm gonna build me a flower
When I get to the moon, rent me a room
Who cares what's right or wrong
Flag down a streetcar

When I get to the moon, rent me a room
Go somewhere and phone him
Cut me some trees
Stand on the corner
You know, since you went away, babe
I'm gonna turn out the lights
And ask him where my thoughts are
How twisted, babe, are they?
Turn on the night, give up the fight