The cops are hanging around the house
The cars outside look like they've got the blues
The moon don't know if it's day or night

Everybody's creeping around with plastic covers on their
shoes
You're making coffee for everyone concerned

Someone points to this and someone points to that
Everyone is saying that you should lie down
But you ain't having none of that

And I say to the sleepy summer rain
With a complete absence of pain
You might think I'm crazy

But I'm still in love with you

Hide your eyes, hide your tears,

Hide your face, my love
Hide your ribbons, hide your bows
Hide your coloured cotton gloves

Hide your trinkets, hide your treasures
Hide your neatly scissored locks
Hide your memories, hide them all

Stuff them in a cardboard box
Or throw them into the street below
Leave them to the wind and the rain and the snow

For you might think I'm crazy
But I'm still in love with you


Call me up, baby, and I will answer your call
Call me up but remember I am no use to you at all


Now, you're standing at the top of the stairs
One hand on the banister, a flower in your hair
The other one resting on your hip

Without a solitary care
I fall to sleep in the summer rain
With no single memory of pain

And you might think I'm crazy
But I'm still in love with you