Text: Brooke Waggoner. Daylover.

And I can't go on believing all the stories that you named
After past presidents
No, I will not be convinced of the lies you told.
The lack of pretense there is no defense
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Beat the wall don't beat the gate
Wait until it's hinged
Beg to be forgived

But come out and see the fields of geese
Wind 'round our knees
As we sit and sigh and skeem

But I won't be left here again
I won't be left here again
'Cause You're a daylover
A daylover again
And you're a good daylover
A good daylover again

You're a daylover
You're a daylover
You're a daylover
You're a daylover
Yeh you're a daylover