Who would steal on sunday
Who'd made them believe
make believe
Who'd buy a prayer
when you can pray for free
If the way you drank your coffee
was the way you looked at me
Then I could take both my hands
off the tv
I've been sleeping on half
of my bed lately
And thinking about
what you said to me
you're tipsy you're turning
you are alive you are burning
Lisa won't you listen
The moon shines for you
You're tipsy you're turning
you are alive you are burning
A sweet man will sing
a seafaring song
And a dear strong woman
coos gently along
Good guys at the cozy are servin'
folks for free
ever notice there are so many people
in bands in the city
I've been sleeping on half
of my bed lately
And thinking about
what you said to me
you're tipsy you're turning
you are alive you are burning
And I will not judge you
by the way you play your instrument
No that's true as fiction
sometimes I do
But the moon shines halfway
sometimes too
Lisa won't you listen
The moon shines for you
You're tipsy and turning
you've got one foot on the floor
You're alive you are burning
You always wanted more