Lyrics:

I've got ripplin' water to wake me To the mornin', my woman, and love. Tall pine trees are pointin' us easily to heaven above. Blue spruce clinin' to the grade in the evening They take the chill away fine. Cut the telephone line and the story's the same. There's a worn red chair by the window That we found at a sale down the way When some old women said that they needed more room for the winter. People like pullin' at the stuffin' when they sit down. It helps passin' the time. Cut the telephone line and the story's the same. And oh, like a bubble on a windy day I start to flutter when I hear you say That you feel to good to go away. And you make me feel fine. And you make my world a warmer place By the sparklin' of your diamond face. On a frayed spot put a little lace. And you make me feel fine. Warm as the mountain sunshine On the edge of the snow line In a meadow of columibine. Oh little Jennifer, I'd give a penny for What you got on your mind. Seems like most of the time you're lyin' there dreamin'. Maybe in your visions you've seen how omniscient is Slightly less than devine. Cut the telephone line and the story's the same. Ripplin' water's flowin' through the pipes In the walls that are keepin' me warm. The closest I've been to my family for days is my music. Silently starin' at the mornin' sky It's just like hearin' her callin' my name. Cut the telephone line and the story might change. And oh, like a bubble on a windy day I start to flutter when I hear you say That you feel to good to go away. And you make me feel fine. And you make my world