I Don't Know Where I Stand - Fairport Convention

Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there

Sunny day, braiding white flowers and leaves in my hair

Picked up a pencil and wrote 'I love you' in my finest hand

Wanted to send it, but I don’t know where I stand

Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new

All alone in Carolina and talking to you

And feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned

Guess it’s too early 'cause I don’t know where I stand

Crickets talk, courting their ladies in star-dappled green

Crickets talk until the morning comes up like a dream

All muted and misty, so drowsy now, I’ll take what sleep I can

I know that I miss you, but I don’t know where I stand

Know that I miss you, but I don’t know where I stand