Sleep in the grass in a blue field. The fireflies blinking past Orion. All sprawled out beside the bikes, the wheels still spinnin'.

So, before I once again start over let me rest upon your shoulder. Is the love that I seek the love that I'm leaving behind for all of my dreaming?

C'mon, steal me. C'mon steal me.

I know a shortcut along the stonewall where evergreen soldiers point their branches for a childlike mind, like yours and mine, to follow.

Oh, tonight these stars can shine as our halos and the pine trees watch over like guardian angels, protecting a perfect love between twilight and all a lifetime of yearning.

I won't be awake for much longer. So c'mon, steal me.