She walks with a bell-clock round her neck
so the hippies think she's in with time
time...
her hair glistens like robins on a deck
branches atack me from her neck
she's so fine
she's so very very fine
the sun from a cloud sinks into her eyes
the rain from a tree sokes into her mind
mind...
morning sign sounds just like a lock
all these signs are always a stock
she's so fine
she's so very very fine
when i veer i get so near
but so far far far away
listen to me today
we united just beside a leaf
the ground was hard underneath her her
ahhhahhh
she's so fine
ahhhahhh
