your
funny day looking for laughter and finding it there
sunny day braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair
picked up a pencil and wrote
i love you in my finest hand
wanted to send it but i don't know where i stand
telephone even the sound of your voice is still new
all alone in california and talking to you
and feeling too foolish
and strange to say the words that i had planned
i guess it's too early cause i don't know where i stand
crickets call courting the ladies in start apple creek
that gets tall until the morning comes up like a dream
oh new to the misty
so drowsy now i'll take what sleep i can
i know that i miss you but i don't know where i stand
i know that i miss you but i don't know where i stand
