Long Island sun
It wakes me up,
sneaks from the east into my window up above
and I wish it were you
crawling through that pane
for that Id trade this sunshine
for a week of rain
Its a small world, or so they so
But mostly it feels large
When we walk through these deserts of sorrow
Waiting for the next mirage
On Southern Parkway,
Theres a traffic jam
Thousands of cars are making love
while the drivers throw their hands
The sun beats down on
everything and everyone
but I wish you were here with me
melting under this Long Island sun
Its up above the world so high
ticking like a bomb
while half the world is looking away
with their TV sets on
Next time you visit Long Island
well go walking on the beach
Even if its pouring down on us,
in my mind well never leave
You bring your pipe
and Ill bring my lungs
and well see if all our questions
get answered from above
The suns painting diamonds
across the oceans skin
When you see that open window
I hope you let yourself in
Its a spoonful of sugar they say
that helps the drugs go down
Youre the sweetness in my sunspots, baby
youre the swings on my playground
The next time you visit Long Island
well go swimming at Jones Beach
and even if its pouring down on us,
in my mind well never leave