you re like a saint s song to me i ll try to sing it pure and easily you re like a mexican blue so bright and clear and pale in the afternoon i saw you riding on your bike in a corduroy jacket in the night past the hydrangeas that were blooming in the alley with a galloping dog by your side when i was hungry you fed me i don t mean to suggest that i m like jesus christ your light overwhelmed me when i lay beside you sleepless in the night and when you dreamed my guardian spirits appeared and the moon stretched out across your little bed they said they d started to get worried about me they were happy we had finally met we had finally met a mysterious bird flies away seemed to be calling your name and bounced off the top of a towering pine and vanished in the drizzling rain there s a mockingbird behind my house who is a magician of the highest degree and i swear i heard him rip the world apart and sew it back again with his fiery melody melody when you were mad at me i didn t care and i just loved you all the same and i waited for the wind to push the hurricane out to sea and the sun could shine again oh i don t mean to give you advice its just like delia said oh jesus christ just don t get so high you leave the ground everything is so much better when you re around just don t float so high you drift away stand tall with your feet on the ground i love your songs i love your sound everything is so much better when you re around when the moon is as clear as an opal and the amethyst river sings a song i ll remember all your dreams and the mysteries you have borne in your crystalline soul that you sing from your golden throat that you shine from your sparkling eyes that you feel from the goddess in your thighs you re like a saint s song to me i ll try to sing it pure and easily you re like a mexican blue so bright and clear and pale in the afternoon in the afternoon