These Are the Times

I wonder if you think of me
I hardly ever think of you
Only when I use my legs to walk
Only when leaves do somersaults
You know it's just on days the mail goes through
These are the times I think of you

(Synth and bass and drums and guitar)

When a whistle drifts into my ear
Or when I take hold of my steering wheel
On the off chance I glance at the moon
I find that I do think of you

Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

When I read before I go to sleep
When I wash my face with rosemary
It's rare but when I sing a tune (hilarious, mol!)
It seems I'm still in love with you (plot twist)
These are the times I think of you
These are the times I think of you