Well I tried to make it Sunday

But I got so damn 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 thinking about 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've 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 saying I just can't make it

Well I keep on thinking about 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've 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 saying I just can't make it