Just a note here: The Waiting for Columbus live version of this song fiddles with the lyrics a bit (probably because Lowell George was hopped up at the time), but the lyrics to the live show actually make more sense. He reverses the order of "Your nights turn into my mornings" to "my nights turn into your mornings", which, frankly, makes sense when put in context with the line preceding it: "I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur".
Not that any of this really changes the meaning to the song. But it is one of those cases where a live performance turns a rather pedestrian song into an all-time classic (and it's not only because of Lenny Pickett's sick, 4 octave saxophone solo-- probably the greatest rock sax solo ever recorded:)
Just a note here: The Waiting for Columbus live version of this song fiddles with the lyrics a bit (probably because Lowell George was hopped up at the time), but the lyrics to the live show actually make more sense. He reverses the order of "Your nights turn into my mornings" to "my nights turn into your mornings", which, frankly, makes sense when put in context with the line preceding it: "I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur".
Not that any of this really changes the meaning to the song. But it is one of those cases where a live performance turns a rather pedestrian song into an all-time classic (and it's not only because of Lenny Pickett's sick, 4 octave saxophone solo-- probably the greatest rock sax solo ever recorded:)