I'm sorry. I got spun out. It was a shock to me. I got run out. He was a good boy, No trouble. He was a decoy, A body double. We've got no more plans, Just emptying hands. Send me a little word, Please send me one word. There is a velvet heart, all stuck with pins. You know I love that heart, and every one of those pins. The moon is paper thin, it sticks in my mind. How does a simple pin become an a**egai? Now all these plans, Just water through our hands. Send me a little word, Please send me one word. Sometimes you add, sometimes you subtract, You open a door but then turn your back.