Well I tried to make it Sunday,
But I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on Monday
And I got myself undressed
I ain't ready for the alter
But I do agree there's times
When a woman sure
can be a friend of mine.

Well, I keep on thinking about you,
Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you
Can't you see it in my eyes?
Now I've been one poor correspondent,
And I've been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean
you ain't been on my mind.

Will you meet me in the middle,
Will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little,
Just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it,
I don't mind saying,
I just can't make it.

Well, I keep on thinking about you,
Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you
Can't you see it in my eyes
Now I've been one poor correspondent,
and I've been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean 
you ain't been on my mind.

Will you meet me in the middle,
Will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little,
Just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it,
I don't mind saying,
I just can't make it.