Please Turn

With your clover
 You’re picking cherries
 Taking pills
 And running with the steam
 Love’s all make believe
 Swinging branches
 By your mansion
 And by the pool she’s posing leopard skin
 Got you dancing in

Please, pull the string now
 Turn the winds all round and round
 Oh the diamonds don’t lift up
 Oh the color shift and cut

Staring down at wondering faces who want your place
 But on the papers you can shine and fly
 Smiling in their eyes
 Over land and over space
 You take me to that unreal place
 That I had never known
 Don’t you cry

Please!
 Turn!