Sing to me

My beloved Sarah Eckhardt wrote me an email the other day and I can’t tell you how thrilled I was to get it. There are some people, some friendships, that just stay with you no matter how brief your contact may have been or how far apart you are now. Sarah is one of those. She sent me a video by Walter Martin, with Karen O, that she said reminded her of us. And, oh, how right she was.

Love you, Sarah.

Butterflies
They fill my guts when I look in your eyes
A heart that’s young is filled with sweet surprise
Only the innocent can sympathize

I don’t care
About the funny way you wear your hair
Someday you’ll let me put my comb up there
‘Till then you’re beautiful and I just stare

Sing another lonely line with me
Sing it in a lazy melody
There’s no words to say just how I feel
It’s just yode-dela-dela-lay hee
Yode-dela-dela-lay hee
Yode-dela-dela-lay heeEverday

I listen to the funny things you say
I hope you never ever change your ways
Let’s take a wander through the world today

I like all of you
I’d like to roll up in a ball of you
I’d like to breach the castle wall of you
And sing a concert in a hall of you

Sing another lonely line with me
Sing it in a lazy melody
There’s no words to say just how I feel
So we just say yode-dela-dela-lay hee
Yode-dela-dela-dela-dela-dela-lay hee
Yode-dela-dela-lay hee

Sing to me
There’s nothing else you need bring to me
Until the day you bring that ring to me
But either way you’re everything to me’Cause you sing to me
Yeah, you sing to me