All right, this one here is for Jessica on her 25th birthday. ♪♪♪ You are naked, standing at the other end of this poison arrow I am William Tell, and you are the girl with the golden apple You are hungry to be swept off your feet You want to get it out in the open, but my aim is often weak And you fear my shoulders sloping Your split ends will end up falling anyway Before the weight of the apple world gets to turn them all gray And your eyes, they need calming down You are wise and you are free to let the apple touch the ground Or keep standing tall This won't hurt at all ♪♪♪ You are half asleep, half of a girl, half of a child Maybe six feet deep, as tall as the world, up to your eyes And you are hogging all the sheets, often balling them up Even drawing a line and spending half of your time Deciding to roll over, and when you do I'll be there with a smile, expanding far and wide And I'll pull you in much closer In my dreams, you are queen of the ball Though sometimes you're off my head But to me that's a happy ending For you I'd fall Yeah, that wouldn't hurt at all Not at all ♪♪♪ While this woman is sleeping here I tell her what I can't if I would awake her Powerful, but hardly will she ever hear them The secrets that I've saved up ♪♪♪ And we are famous, indeed, for all our shyness Ain't that sweet? Ain't this a fine mess we're in so deep We let go of the process and just let things be Easy, and an honest boy you've made me Because the solace that you gave me Was proving problems ain't the main thing to fall upon The archer's sloping shoulders Any story's tale is tall And thus reminding love is allegorical I mean the goal here, after all Is not to hurt at all ♪♪♪ Na na na na na na ♪♪♪ Na na na na na na ♪♪♪ Happy birthday Thank you for watching