let in the lonely light to eyes so new of sight and warm your baby tight with some words that seem so bright painted the bedroom pink to shape the way you think and you’re going to have to do what you think you’re supposed to but when the waves rush in through your door you can’t use those golden legs anymore oh, when the waves rush in through your door you can’t use those golden legs anymore can’t use those golden legs anymore
you’re gunna need a car, to signal what you are to show how far you’ve gone, reflecting under the sun you’re gunna need a love a gentle quiet love and you’re gunna need enough and, just in case, a little more of but when the waves rush in through your door you can’t use those golden legs anymore oh, when the waves rush in through your door you can’t use those golden legs anymore can’t use those golden legs anymore can’t use those golden legs any more