Robots on Lovers Lane

Verse 1

My mechanic friend down on Bolivar Street

Built a little soldier out of spare parts

Wired up his fingers with a copper heart

Now he wakes up whistling before we sleep

Chorus

robots walking in the garden rain

robots humming in the morning train

Turn the dial and they never complain

robots dancing out on Lovers Lane

Verse 2

He don't need coffee he don't need a bed

Slowly winds his spring when the evening falls

Counting all the cogs that keep him on his toes

Every servo steady but his eyes stay gold

Chorus

robots walking in the garden rain

robots humming in the morning train

Turn the dial and they never complain

robots dancing out on Lovers Lane

Bridge

Someday I will oil every hinge he owns

Teach him how to laugh and how to let it go

Bolt by bolt we'll build a gentle heart

Wires crossed with wonder from the very start

Chorus

robots walking in the garden rain

robots humming in the morning train

Turn the dial and they never complain

robots dancing out on Lovers Lane