Lovin' Stew

(album: Stoned Soul Picnic - 1968)

In this cafe, the windows are steaming
The radio plays, and I am dreaming
As I sit and nod, my head goes far away
Far from this small cafe
And I'm laughing with you again

A man cooking up a bunch of loving stew
Reason couldn't tell it in a word or two
About you, about you

Are you through? The waiter's expecting
I'd sit there for weeks. He is detecting
As my hand points, my head goes far way
From this small cafe
And I'm laughing with you again

La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la

Far from this small cafe

Night time is born. My head is aching
Into the dawn, time to awaken
As I leave the door, I turn my head away
I'm dreaming of the day
I'll be laughing with you again

I've been cooking up a bunch of loving stew
Reason couldn't tell it in a word or two
About you, about you