Between the Tea and the Toast

Oh pretty love, aren’t you worried about us?
How we’re going to keep it up
All of this busy business?
Of all the days we’ve ever had
It is these quiet days that leave me satisfied the most
When our holy ghosts have room to dance
Between the tea and the toast
Oh gentle man, you say love’s a simple land
And I’ve wandered from the map
Are you gonna take me back?