It was a dog's life For this old spy Bitter walls were closing in Til a crack in the plaster allowed them to spin But she's bringing the vibe When I woke up to find you Glory eyes Something good designed you
It should be the simplest thing All the joy that a little girl brings I hope you'll forgive me if I must decide I can't be your telephone pilot And my love will show Each night I've gotta go We're connected by a beam With intelligence [sic] which is seen And she's under the light Lay your love down on me Glory eyes Something good above me Bring in the light bring your light down on me Something good above me