Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there Sunny day, braiding wild 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 dont know where I stand Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new All alone in california and talking to you And feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned I guess its too early cause I dont know where I stand Crickets call courting their ladies in star-dappled green Thickets tall, until the morning comes up like a dream All muted and misty, so drowsy now Ill take what sleep I can I know that I miss you but I dont know where I stand I know that I miss you but I dont know where I stand