From the recording Sour Cherry
Lyrics
The evenin breeze
The tranquil sea
Casts of golden light
The sun it slinks its way down, baby
Disrobing to balmy night
That precious thing we scrambled for
Is slippin out of sight
You ask how I take it easy
Resisting a fight
I'm no longer chasin it, now
Used to want it so bad
And now I know that
All that holdin out: I'm sure my body shows that
Now I hold back
And through the years
Up for breath from crashin tides
They could make a stone of me
But it's just a shell, all soft inside
Surrender to slack in the tide
Desire is fear in disguise
Better to get on with it and be happily surprised
Wouldn't that be nice?
Wouldn't that be nice?
Wouldn't that be nice?
Wouldn't that be nice?
No longer chasin it now
Used to want it so bad
And now I know that all of that holdin out...
Sure, my body shows that
And now I hold back
And now I hold back
