The cops are hanging around the house   Cars outside look like they?ve got the blues   The moon don?t know if it?s day or night   Everybody?s creeping around   With plastic covers on their shoes      You?re making coffee for everyone concerned   Someone points to this   And someone points to that   Everyone is saying that you should lie down   But you ain?t having none of that      And I say to the sleepy summer rain   With a complete absence of pain   You might think I?m crazy   But I?m still in love with you      Hide your eyes and hide your tears   And hide your face, my love   Hide your ribbon and hide your bows   And hide your colored cotton gloves      Hide your trinkets and hide your treasures   And hide your neatly scissored locks   Hide your memories, hide 'em all, hide 'em all   Stuff 'em in a cardboard box      Throw 'em into the street below   Leave 'em to the wind   And the rain and the snow   For you might think I?m crazy   But I?m still in love with you      Call me up, baby   And I'll answer your call   Call me up but remember   I am no use to you at all      Now, you?re standing at the top of the stairs   One hand on the banister, a flower in your hair   The other one resting on your hip   Without a solitary care      I fall to sleep in the summer rain   No single memory of pain   And you might think I?m crazy   But I?m still in love, I?m still in love   I?m still in love with you