Woorden: Counting Crows. The Greening of America.

She's closing all the shades
She finds the daylight just a little freighting
She pulls the peddles overhead each day
But she's opening her business is blooming nightly
And every time it does it gets me tazy
The color of her head changing every day
A little breath of wind and I just go crazy
The greening of americas progressing smoothly
'cause she's choosing me

It's later then I said
And all the worlds a shade of black and purple
Everybody else has gone to bed
But when she makes me happy I just fly in circles

And every time she does I just get teary
The color of head changing everyday
A little puff of wind and she's always near me
The greening of america is progressing nicely
It's all right with me


Ba ba ba ba na na na na na etc.

If there's another life, and if get to chose I'd like
To be a daisy
I'll stay up waiting for my dusky wife
To open and get high with just my jasmine baby

And every time she does it gets me crazy
The color of her head changing every day
A little breath of wind and I just get crazy
The greening of americas progressing nicely
It's all right with me-every time she does, just get teary
The color of her head changing every day
A little breath of wind and she's always near me
The greening of americas progressing smoothly
'cause she's choosing me