Church The Night Is Very Soft
Tiny drops of water glistened on her black fur Tailights in earshot, headlights shine through her And on legs crossed on the red surge setee Sat next to nothing and she looked right through me, and on Inside the car sat a sulky blonde And on her lap the road went on and on As she dresses I look to the ground Perhaps I know where the place can be found, and on Outside, the night is very soft, but where does it end We'd pile into the Buick, but you've got to have money for that 92 people taking it too fast They never noticed where their lines are cast, and on I've got a milk white electric guitar Walked in the shop and I peeled off the notes Oh yeah
