Althea Lyrics

Althea lyrics

I told Althea, I was feeling lost

Lacking in some direction

Althea told me upon scrutiny

That my back might need protection



I told Althea that treachery

Was tearing me limb from limb

Althea told me, now cool down boy

Settle back easy, Jim



You may be Saturday's child all grown

Moving with a pinch of grace

You may be a clown in the burial ground

Or just another pretty face



You may be the fate of Ophelia

Sleeping and perchance to dream

Honest to the point of recklessness

Self-centered to the extreme



Nobody messin' with you but you

Your friends are getting most concerned

Loose with the truth, maybe it's your fire

Baby I hope you don't get burned



When the smoke has cleared, she said

That's what she said to me

You're gonna want a bed to lay your head

And a little sympathy



There are things you can replace

And others you cannot

The time has come to weigh those things

This space is gettin' hot

You know this space is gettin' hot



I told Althea, I was a roving sign

I was born to be a bachelor

Althea told me, okay that's fine

You know now I'm trying to catch her



Can't talk to you without talking to me

We're guilty of the same old things

Thinking a lot about less and less

And forgetting the love we bring