Tenterhook - ORANGE JUICE

And though I stood on tenterhooks

I still took one last lingering look

And there was so much left unsaid

But as they say, you makes your bed

But as they say, you makes your bed

Yes, my sheets were always freshly laundered

Together, you and I have changed the world

As long as there was no blood spilt

On my fresh white sheets

I’m fit as a fiddle but so non-commital

It’s all I can do to stifle a smile

It’s all I can do to stifle a smile

When you tell me Old Mother Earth’s turning senile

Mother Earth keeps turning and turning

While, of course, our young hearts are yearning

And when you tell me You tell me Oh when you tell me You tell me Don’t make any bones about it You just tell me