Warm Nights

Hear the bugs biting down to the seed
Hear the dopers tripping on their weed
I can't prove anything
I can't prove a damn thing
'Cause here I am a night's sky
Here I am and I feel alright
Deep in clover, warm nights

People walking, a trickle of sweat
Hope to be where they haven't got to yet
Sometimes things change
Sometimes things change
And here I am, a night's sky
Here I am, feel alright
Deep in clover, warm nights

See a bus, Jesus, on its side
Hand-written two feet wide
I won't move, not now
I won't move, not now
'Cause here I am a turning tide
Here I am and I feel alright
Deep in clover, warm nights
And here I am warm nights