Joe

(альбом: To The Faithful Departed - 1996)

Oh, oh oh oh yeah...

There was a time, I was so lonely, oh hey yeah...
Remember the time, it was on Friday, oh hey yeah...
You made me feel fine, we did it my way, oh hey yeah...
I sat on your knees, every Friday, oh hey yeah...

We walked in fields of golden hay.
I still recall you.
We walked in fields of golden hay.
I see you in the summer.

Joe. Joe.

I sat on your chair, by the fire, oh hey yeah...
Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher, oh hey yeah...
Precious years to remember, oh hey yeah...
Childhood fears, I surrender, oh hey yeah...

We walked in fields of golden hay.
I still recall you.
We walked in fields of golden hay.
I see you in the summer.

Joe. Joe.

Ouh, ouh ouh...