​Why making love to you so strange? Oh I know that feelings change For which I don't complain And making love to you's too hard Your skin just glow My hands move slow Now I go and alert your guard We always alright On a honey stroll Through the low orange light To Circle midnight And sand flea bites Can't slow that creeping blight For the longest time Seen you sleep beside Your breath fall and rise Well I don't know them tides Making love to you so strange Oh I know that feelings change For which I don't complain So a honey stroll Through the low orange light To Circle midnight And sand flea bites Can't slow that creeping blight Oh our house was pink And now it's yellow bright