Wind full of smells and far-away places The last thing I said: "Are you sure you can do this?" Hands fold together, he says no "Don't turn your head, no don't, just go" I'm here in your yard and it's getting colder "You're making it hard": He smiled when he told me Life on the wing like a lot of things would be better if we didn't try Well I tried Like I was walking out in your garden Or am I just being foolish Or am I just being hopefully yours? Or just being foolish? You know you've been seen not quite on the main street And I was the queen, 'til then I had nothing And I can't go on like this is not a way of telling you "Be mine, be mine" Like I was walking on your blue carpet Or am I just being foolish Or am I just being hopefully yours Or am I just being foolish Or am I just being hopefully yours Just being foolish Or just being hopefully yours Or just being foolish