And I Think of You

And there’s the morning dew, and there’s the sky with all its hues
Charlie Patton singing the blues, and I think of you
The yellow evening fog, lapping it all up like a dog
And I know I’m just a cog, still I think of you
And there’s the open road, I’m carrying a heavy load
And all the batteries corrode, and I think of you
In a little roadhouse cafe, as the radios play
Like the day I went away, and I think of you
La la la la la la la la and I think of you
La la la la la la la la and I think of you
Hiding behind your maiden shroud
Turning the music up, way up loud
And I think of you
Talking all about Thom Yorke
Popping off the cider, popping off the cork
And I think of you
Sitting in silence on a weekend night
Telling yourself that it’s gonna be alright
Yes, I think of you, honey
Don’t you turn out the light
Cause I’m almost, yes, I’m almost in sight
Yes I think of you
La la la la la la and I think of you
La la la la la la and I think of you
And I button up my coat
Take a look at the letter you wrote
Running crabs on a boat, yes I think of you
Worked on the Nebraska plain
Kept time by the whistle of a train
But it all went down the drain, and I think of you
Waking up from a dream, rubbing my hair with Brylcreem
Turn on the iron, wait for the steam, and I think of you
La la la la la la and I think of you
La la la la la la and I think of you
Standing outside there in the cold, looking so bold
And I think of you
Telling Mr. Henry that the rent won’t be late
Selling off your last China plate
And I think of you
Laying in your bed all alone
Staying right be, right nearby the phone
And I think of you
Don’t worry baby
It won’t be long, keep your radio on
And I’m thinking of you
Thinking of you
La la la la la la and I think of you
La la la la la la and I think of you