Well I tried to make it Sunday but I got so damned depressed
That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed.
I ain’t ready for the altar but I do agree there’s times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine.
Well I keep on thinkin’ ’bout you Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can’t live without you can’t you see it in my eyes.
I’ve been one poor correspondent and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind.
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air.
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care.
Well I tried to fake it, I don’t mind sayin’ I just can’t make it.
Well I keep on thinkin’ ’bout you Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can’t live without you can’t you see it in my eyes.
I’ve been one poor correspondent and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind.
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air.
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care.
Well I tried to fake it, I don’t mind sayin’ I just can’t make it.
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1975 – Gerry Beckley – Performed by America – Album: Hearts