My Morning Jacket

Walk across the courtyard towards the library
I can hear the insects buzz and the leaves 'neath my feet
Ramble up the stairwell into the hall of books
Since we got the interweb these hardly get used
Duck into the men's room, combin' through my hair
When God gave us mirrors, he had no idea
Lookin for a lesson in the periodic hall
There I spy you listenin' to the AM radio
Karen of the Carpenters singin' in the rain
Another lovely victim of the mirrors, evil way
It's not like you're not trying
With a pencil in your hair
To defy the beauty the Good Lord put in there
Simple little bookworm, buried underneath is the sexiest librarian
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
So I watch you through the bookcase
Imagining a scene
You and I at dinner spendin' time, then the sleep
And what then would I say to you, lyin' there in bed?
These words with a kiss I would plant in your head
What is it inside our head that makes us do the opposite
Makes us do the opposite of what's right for us?
Kuz everything be great
And everything be good
Everybody gave like everybody could
Sweetest little bookworm, hidden underneath is the sexiest librarian
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
Simple little beauty. Heaven in your breath. Simplest of pleasures the world had its best.