After I stuck my
Hands into your ground
And pulled out
Somebody else's son
I felt a little unfortunate
A little mistaken
I felt like I'd been wasted
All day long
All day long
After I bent myself to my knees
And raised my hands up
Right above my head
I felt a little, little
A little bright patch
I felt like I'd been wasted
All day long
All day long
After I took my eyes
From the west
And brought myself back
To my place
I felt a little light for awhile
A little light stone
I felt like I'd been wasted
All day long
All day long
Hands into your ground
And pulled out
Somebody else's son
I felt a little unfortunate
A little mistaken
I felt like I'd been wasted
All day long
All day long
After I bent myself to my knees
And raised my hands up
Right above my head
I felt a little, little
A little bright patch
I felt like I'd been wasted
All day long
All day long
After I took my eyes
From the west
And brought myself back
To my place
I felt a little light for awhile
A little light stone
I felt like I'd been wasted
All day long
All day long
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too
And on my easel I drew
While I was thinking of you
And on the roof of my head
In came my five string serenade
His is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And while I'm playing for you
It might be raining there too
And on my easel I drew
While I was thinking of you
And on the roof of my head
In came my five string serenade
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And though I'm playing for you
It might be raining there too
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And while I'm playing for you
It could be raining there too
And on my easel I drew
While I was thinking of you
And on the roof of my head
In came my five string serenade
His is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And while I'm playing for you
It might be raining there too
And on my easel I drew
While I was thinking of you
And on the roof of my head
In came my five string serenade
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water we've played
And though I'm playing for you
It might be raining there too
This is my five string serenade