Please Turn

With your clover, picking cherries

Taking pills, and running with the stream

Love's so make believe

Swinging branches by your mission

And by the porches, poles and leopard skin

Got you dancing in

Please, pull the string now

Turn, the winds are running round

Oh, if diamonds don't lift dark

Oh, the colors shift and cut

Staring down at the wondering faces

Watch your place

But on the paper you can shine and fly

Smiling in their eyes

Over land and over space

You take me to that unreal place that I had ever known

So don't you cry

Please, pull the string now

Turn, the winds are running round

Oh, if diamonds don't lift dark

Oh, the colors shift and cut

Please

Turn

Oh

Please

Turn

Oh