Underneath the cloudy mood
Of smooth love songs
That thickened the car
Like a stiff cigar
You and I slept
Cradled by the heat
Of our stroking hands
That seemed to shape together
In your arms I slept
Underneath the shady moon
Dim, fade, blue
Oh, prolong the car ride
WIth your arms to sleep in
Oh, prolong the broom-sweep mood
Of smooth love songs