It's a case, I guess, of paradise lostTen years back on the hands of the clockIn that little house on MansfieldOn your old blockSometimes the magic of the past is all we've gotJust you and me at a crossroads thenAin't it funny how we were old friendsAccidentally thrown together, did we intendTo be the romantic novel you never want to endYeahAnd it's the contact of the eye that leads across a crowded roomAnd how I kinda wound up the lyrics to your tuneYou said, funny but it feels like I've known you all my lifeAnd how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonightIn between the star of Davis and the California moonYeahThe sun around the window blew warm into your roomWe were crazy wild and runningFlying to the change to comeIn that little house on MansfieldWe'd awake at the break of dawnIn an end-up summer goneIn the candlelight, I couldn't recallYour naked shadow looking ten feet tallLike a wild pony dancing along the wallI found, I found love the only place to fallAnd it's the contact of the eye that leads across a crowded roomAnd how I kinda wound up the lyrics to your tuneYou said, funny but it feels like I've known you all my lifeYeahAnd how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonightYeahIn between the star of Davis and the California moonYeahAnd how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonightyour roomWe were crazy wild andrunning, blindto the chase to comeIn that littlehouse on Knott's FieldWe'd wakeat the breakof dawnIn an enginesummer goneWe'd wakeat the break of dawnIn an enginesummer goneWe'd wakeat the break of dawnIn an enginesummer goneAt the break of dawnguitar soloAt the break of dawnAt the break of dawnguitar soloAt the break of dawn