(Everything But) Her Love

Her parade on the ceilin' was lookin' like rain
When he came by to borrow some blue skies
"I'm sleeping," she said, "After a long night's dreamin'"
Hard-pressed for a reason to get out of bed
Here he is begging for less than enough
I'll give you everything, but
Her love, ha
Everything but her love
Her love, ha
Everything but her love
I can offer you sheets by the mile
If the Carlyle is out of rooms
I'm good for it, why don't you ask?
But I can't bring her back
Now why would I do that?
When I ask what he wants, his only response
Is a single word less than I need
He watches TV, she reads the I-Ching
I keep my face nearly straight, he tries to leave
She must be a dream 'cause you never wake up
I'll give you everythin', but
Her love, ha
Everything but her love
Her love, ha
Everything but her love
Her love, ha
Everything but her love
Her love, ha
Everything but her love