Well there were days Surely days you remember Though I can't think which ones They're all the same old reflection And gone with the western sun There we were by the water Under that sleepy sky How I wish I could have told her Just what I was feeling inside But now her words are all loaded Even when she's shooting the breeze You know this love It doesn't aim to please I turned around and descended Down to an all-time low And in my way I defended Memory's midnight show I picked it up and got going Took the sun from my door And who'd I find there a-knocking But someone who could love me more It's got a mind of it's own You know it might take you for granted It's got a heart of it's own You know a little underhanded