Charleston begs for broken glass
And the morning clouds are blue
This little house is hardly us
But I keep that bed from you

Time will take our breath away
The shade from under the tree
But the quiet Moon's come back to bed
And you just woke up
From a dirty dream

The harbor boats go back and forth
And the eyes come on at night
Someone stole your baby clothes
But I tried to treat you right

Time will grind our bodies down
And the mountains into the sea
Will the kisses flee?
And you just woke up
From a dirty dream
About you and me