Twelve Thirty

[Verse 1]
I used to live in New York City
Ev'rything there was dark and dirty
Outside my window was a steeple
With a clock that always said twelve-thirty

[Chorus]
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the morning I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from talking

[Verse 2]
At first so strange to feel so friendly
To say "Good morning" and really mean it
To feel these changes happenin' in me
And not to notice 'til I feel it

[Verse 3]
Cloudy waters cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no direction
But lie there shattered into fragments

[Chorus]
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the morning I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from talking, talking, talking