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 their ladies in star-dappled green
Thickets tall, until the morning comes up like a dream
All muted and 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