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I tell you I’m always a visitor. Your houses are all my domain.
There’s love in your pantries, and care on your tables,
And never a two are the same.
And there’s honesty flowing with loving.
And there’s trust between women and men.
And I’ll sing you my songs, and I’ll go, in the morning.
Here’s a health to your memory ‘til I come back again.

(Chorus) Pull the spare mattress out onto the floor
and we’ll roll up a good evening song.
I can be kind to myself, and I’m sure
That is why we’ll be friends for so long.

Now sometimes I feel a bit lonely,
As if I share my life with just me.
But with friends and old lovers, to help strip off the covers,
I’m finding more depth constantly.
And all are not gold who look golden.
And everyone glistens sometimes.
And you gave me one answer before I had asked you,
And another that said to come back, between the lines.

(Chorus) Pull the spare mattress out onto the floor
and we’ll roll up a good evening song.
I can be kind to yourself, and I’m sure
That is why we’ll be friends for so long.

Talk to me, like you do, gently.
Smile your mischevious smile.
Walk from the room, and your sensual movement
Has me feeling I’ve been in exile.
And you know that I know the feeling is mutual,
And friendship is given, without fear or fight.
But the smell of your body overpoweringly makes me
Think I’d ask you to my home, if I had one, tonight.

(Chorus) Pull the spare mattress out onto the floor
and we’ll roll up a good evening song.
We can be kind to each other, and I’m sure
That is why we’ll be friends for so long.

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