What if you and I were to go swimming in the afternoon and all the while pretend    We could put two dollars in the can for some trusting soul and her roadside stand    Get some flowers for the den       We used to play in the back hall but now it's anywhere at all    And you ask me everyday    Knocking on the cabin door    In my sleep I swear I hear you roar, "Hey, do you want to play?"       If I could be King Lion for a day, the hour hand would spin away    But I don't want draw, everything else is a bore    Why do we have to stop and wait until tomorrow?       I will be your sidekick and character in plot lines we can scheme up in our heads    Settling our pinecone wars or sailing off to Zulu shores to save Arubiobi's spread       Lately to my surprise I'm seeing things with six year old eyes and I like the view    You don't even read or write and you still sleep with a night light    But I take my leads from you       If I could be King Lion for a day, the hour hand would spin away    But I don't want draw, everything else is a bore    Why do we have to stop and wait until tomorrow?       And you don't know what it is to be...with...    And you don't know what it is to be...with...    And you don't know what it is to be...with...    You don't know what it is to be with you...       What if you and I were to go swimming in the afternoon and all the while pretend    We could put two dollars in the can for some trusting soul and her roadside stand    Get some flowers for the den       Lately to my surprise I'm seeing things with six year old eyes and I like the view    You don't even read or write and you still sleep with a night light    But I take my leads from you       If I could be King Lion for a day, the hour hand would spin away    But I don't want draw, everything else is a bore    Why do we have to stop and wait until tomorrow?    Until tomorrow    Until tomorrow