She laid down naked on the lawn
He knew they were safely out of sight
They made love at night

They used to hide in a barn over the hill
running hand in hand across the fields
screaming their lungs out for the thrill

The little man was sitting alone, in the corner across the room
She thought he was a mountain, she hoped this time it was all true
She waited there for him to come back, smiling in the dark

Hands never tired of sensual caresses
The hay hiding their wispered voices

Ticking time until dawn

He spent hours playing silly jokes
Building up their imaginary worlds
She gazed in awe

The little man is sitting alone, in a corner across the room
He thought he was a mountain, he thought that was all true
She waited there for him to come back, hiding in the dark
That little voice flowing in, but he knows this time is all an act