That morning you woke up with a silver hair
You warned me that it’s impolite to stare
You told me that it made you feel so old
I told you that it made you beautiful
And oh, I’m sorry I can’t help but stare
Oh no, I’ve never seen someone so fair
And you may not exactly care
But lover you still take me there
You take me there
And sometimes you wake up with that distant look
Still hazy and faded from your morning book
I said maybe it was from all those pills you took
You scathed me, some ideas just cannot be shook
And oh, sometimes you said you feel so old
Oh no, I’ve never seen someone so beautiful
And oh, you’re as graceful as the morning air
And lover, you still take me there
You take me there
Rabbit from the hat, who got the gun? What makes you run?
Husband get a wife gotta make a son where you come from.
Rabbit in the hat finally got the gun, what makes you run?