A toast to my drummer's wife

(Music by Tom Levin. Lyrics by Tom Levin & Cole Ruth)

A toast to my drummer’s wife, who knew you were right
Unexpected blue jean girl on an autumn Sunday night
You and me on new years, no longer blind
In the light of your goodness, my shadows fell behind

What a love, what a laugh, what a lively heart
What a will, what a way, what beautiful start
If the shadows come and you’re not here
Will it be too much for me to bare

Hollywood seduction, greener it seemed
The distant light of you, louder than my silver-dream
Waking up beside you, with arms full of spring
The drum beat of your heart so deep, it makes me want to sing

What a love, what a laugh, what a lively heart
What a will, what a way, what beautiful start
When the shadows come you will be here
Now there’s nothing, no there’s nothing I can’t bare
My dear, my dear, there’s nothing I can’t bare, my dear

What a love, what a laugh, what a lively heart
What a will, what a way, what beautiful start
hen the shadows come you will be here
Now there’s nothing I can’t bare
What a love, what a laugh, what a lively heart
What a will, what a way, what beautiful start
When the shadows come you will be here
Now there’s nothing, no there’s nothing I can’t bare