"I know sleep is friends with death
But maybe I should get some rest
'Cause I've been out here workin' all damn day
Blueberries and butterflies
The pretty things that greet my eyes
When you call and I say, "I'm on my way"
You and me belong together
Like cold iced tea and warmer weather
Where we lay out late underneath the pines
And we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time"