Don't mind your dirty looks
Your dishes in the sink or you stealing my books
'Cause you got all your powers in the wee hours dear
Don't mind you hanging around
Turning back clocks and watching leaves turn brown
If the nights grow longer all the better dear
You know I love your baby talk
Don't mind your standing your ground
Kicking at the man until the walls come down
Don't mind your snoring
Don't find you boring
Don't mind holding your hand
And walking in the rain around the old bandstand
Don't mind your poems
I love these moments
Dear
You know I love your baby talk
You know I love your baby talk
You know I love your baby talk