Our Little Boathouse

I’m holding my fingers back
I’m painting six strings on your red carpet
In fact I’m doing you a favour tonight
I won’t go out so there ain’t nothin' to fight
The blue clock’ll show us what the future will say
I hope there’s more for us than just the shorter way
The edge of the top smiles and looks down to us
Oh, what a sundown
Oh, what a pretty day
Oh, what a sunset tonight
But I traveled too long to stay
I traveled too long to stay
So I just did it: I ran away
I traveled too long to stay
So I just did it: I ran away
Oh, what a sundown
Oh, what a pretty day
Please stay for me