Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there

Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair

Picked up a pencil and wrote, I love you in my finest hand

Wanted to send it, but I don't know where I stand

Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new

All alone in California and talking to you

I'm feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned

I guess it's too early 'cause I don't know where I stand

Crickets call, courting their ladies in star dappled green

Thicket's tall, until the morning comes up like a dream

How muted and misty so drowsy now, I'll take what sleep I can

I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand

I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand