Delirious

When spring comes around and the ice runs away

And the sun hits the tops of our heads

Then the dormant desires explode into life

And the body demands to be fed

Whispering sadness, like a mild form madness

Or a line from a meaningful song

Turn your eyes to the Lord but the churches are empty

There is now no escape from your longing

"Things are gonna start getting good"

You hear them call

You captured the unspoken feelings of my heart

Which gave me a start

I know I'm nowhere near perfection

I'm pointing in the wrong direction

All I ever seem to do is sit here playing

Around on this stupid guitar

When spring comes around and the ice runs away

And the sun hits the tops of our heads

Then the dormant desires explode into life

And the body demands to be fed

I've got a million ants under my skin

They're all digging a hole where the rain can't get in

My world comes out when the sun disappears

But my blood is turning sour with insect fear

Whispering sadness

Like a mild form madness

Or a line from a meaningful song

Turn our eyes to the Lord

But the churches are empty

There is now no escape from your longing

I've got a million Beatles under my skin

They're all digging a hole where the rain can't get at 'em

My blood will come out when the Earth disappears

And my girl will turn to flour with insect fear

Whay are you forever under the weather?

You're at an age when you should be feeling good

But when you hide in your bed

And look in your head

You find you've gone deeper than you should

It could be your shallowness is your strength