I’m sleeping in, in my summer skin
And it’s fall again with the trees bending from the come an go
Why’d you come and go?
I should have asked you that when I had the chance
But I don’t want to know; who you’re sleeping with, who you just met
Did you let him in to that place you keep hidden?
Now I sleep alone, except for when I don’t
A little company never hurt nobody
But I don’t want to know
