Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John Songtext / Lyric

What a waste I could have been your lover

What a waste I could have been your friend

Perfect love is like the blossom that fades so quick

When it's blowing up a storm in may

Travel south until your skin gets warmer

Travel south until your skin turns brown

Put a language in your head and live on a train

And then come back to the one you love

Yeah, you're great, you're just part

Of this lifetime of dreaming

That extends to the heart

Of this long summer feeling

Quiet night you see the tvs glowing

Quiet night you hear the walls are awake

Me and you are getting out of the party crowd

Can I see what's underneath your bed?

Can I stay until the milkman's working

Can I stay until the café awakes

Do you hate me in the light, did you get a fright

When you looked across from where you lay?

Yeah you're great, you're just part

Of this lifetime of dreaming

That extends to the heart

Of this long summer feeling

All the history of boys

I invent in my head

Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John

All the history of boys

I invent in my head

Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John

What a waste I could have been your lover

What a waste I could have been your friend