Nick Drake Tape

That Nick Drake tape you love Tonight it sounds so good As brown as leaves can get When sleep is what you should So close your eyes I'll make room Here on the floor To lay beside me And that phone call was for you I think it was your dad With a birthday wish to curse But you're too tired to get mad So close your eyes I'll make room Here on the floor To lay beside me And the words are not so clear But there's romance in the air I can see it in your eyes That medicated stare We'll close our eyes Our own tomb Here in my bed To lay so long That Nick Drake tape you love Tonight it sounds so good As brown as leaves can get When sleep is what you should