Song

Your skin is like the sky tonight
kind of strange and very warm
like the sky before a storm
like this guy before I warned
him; I guess I warned him in my mind:
Oh no I don't love like that.
Oh no I don't love like that.
Then I caught and stole his hat.
Well, I stole it in my mind.
Well, a stole could make you blind
if you wanted it enough
if the mink had played it rough
so I ermined up instead
Oh no and those millionaires
Oh no and those millionaires
they come and go up crystal stairs
and I count them when I can
if I said you were the man
would you take me at my word?
Your sky is like a ball of light
and I'll toss it to the swarms
of tourists milling in the dawn
but I'll still hold it in my mind
Oh no I still have that hat