Low F

Brace me, brace me

Stand me up and race me

You found the sun

While I'm collapsing under the shade tree

Staring at the flowers printed on your floor

Well, I've been down here before

And you caught me singing

Said, "can you meet me down at low F?"

And I missed the question

But you have my answer

Yes, yes

Canvas, rubber

Paper and twine

What will keep us upright?

Well, I'm inclined to answer

None of the above

At the risk of sounding obvious

And oblivious of

A thousand other answers

Do you think the answer is "love"?

And you caught me singing

Asked to meet you down at low F

And I missed the question

But you have my answer

Yes, yes

Yes, yes

Well, you caught me singing

Asked me to meet you down at low F

And I heard your question this time

And you have my answer

Yes, yes

Yes, yes

And you caught me humming

'Can I meet you down at low F?'

And you have my answer

And you have it to my last breath

Yes, yes, yes