I'm sitting in the middle of a story   Would you like to read my line?   Sipping on a morning glory   Would you like to taste my wine?      Don't forget to tell the sun   If I sleep through the day   See him when the morning comes   Everything's okay      The captain's in the chartroom   Navigating on a star   He can't know where we're going   'Cause he don't know where we are      Don't you think that I don't know   How to tell the time   Can't you see that you can't sell me   Something that is mine      You just sit to talking   And I'm sure there's nothing said   Your book is lying open   And I don't think much is read      The dog is outside barking   At something he can't see   The garden gate is closing