Another one of those songs that I largely wish I’d written myself, especially that bridge (no lyrics). Sure, it is simple, but the progression on the bridge still feels like a great buildup to the lyrics below.

Jealousy ensues. I’d even keep the sax, although I’d consider swapping it for a Gilmour-style solo.

As the thought of you pervades gently and sublime
You’re weaved into my dreams and all I feel
And the colors you parade are designs for your charade
But I glimpse beneath your veil and you reveal
A trembling, fragile heart and a yearning to be adored
If only you’d believe I feel the same way as you
To take shelter in my arms and sleep the sleep of angels
If only you’d believe I’m all tangled up in you