Pinky 歌词

I don't want to wake you But I'd like to tell you that I love you That the candlelight fell like a crescent Upon your feather pillow For there's more ways than one And the ways of the world are a blessing For when Pinky's dreaming She owes the world nothing And her silence keeps us guessing Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July Quilted and timeless, seldom denied The trial and the error of my master plan Now she rolls like the dice in a poor gambler's hands You don't want to tell me But somehow you've guessed that I know Oh when dawn came this morning You discovered a feeling that burned like a flame in your soul For there's toast and honey And there's breakfast in bed on a tray Oh it's ten below zero And we're about to abandon our plans for the day