Salad Days (Are Here Again)

You come to me at midnight and say, "It's dark in here"
 You know you robbed me of my sight, night is what I fear
 I tell you that I cannot see, but you persist in showing me
 Those bangles that I paid for long ago
 And though my face is smiling, I'm really feeling low
 And though you say you're with me, I know that it's not so
 Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam
 The peaches snuggle closer, down into the clotted cream
 And for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime
 And though I beg and plead with you, you tell me it's not time
 And though my face is smiling, I'm really feeling low
 Though you say you're with me, I know that it's not so
 The sun seeps through the window to see if we're still dead
 To try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed
 At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings
 And still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me it's not time
 And though my face is smiling, I'm really feeling low
 Though you say you're with me, I know that it's not so
 Really that is so