Sister Golden Hair Songtext

von Counting Crows

Tried to make it Sunday,
That I got so damn depressed,
That I set my sights on Monday,
And I got myself undressed,
I ain't ready for the altar,
But I do agree there's times,
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine.

Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you,
Sister golden hair surprise,
And I just can't live without you,
Could you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent,
I been too, too hard to find,
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind.

Will you meet me in the middle?
Will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little?
Just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it,
I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it.

I keep on thinkin' 'bout you,
Sister golden hair surprise,
And I just can't live without you,
Could you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent,
I been too, too hard to find,
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind.

Will you meet me in the middle?
Will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little?
Just enough to show you care,
Well I tried to fake it,
I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it.