Steely Dan Database
Rose darling, come to me Snake Mary's gone to bed.
All our steaming sounds of love cannot disturb her in her night
Or raise her sleeping head.
All I ask of you is make my wildest dreams come true;
No one sees and no one knows
Rose darling, come to me Snake Mary dreams alone.
I would guess she's in Detroit with lots of money in the bank
Although I could be wrong.
You must know it's right the spore is on the wind tonight;
You won't feel it till it grows.
With only you and what I've found we'll wear the weary hours down.
Rose darling, come to me; the clock is close at hand.
All my empty words of love can never screen the flash I feel
Or make you understand.
Oh, honey, can't you see, I know it's real, it's got to be;
Why not chase it where it grows?