Me and my melinda,
my melinda and me,
we are bound up together in sympathy,
me and my melinda,
we are seldom apart
on the nights when i feel
like a heart to heart.
when i'm blue
we just sit there holding hands,
and when we do
my melinda understands.
when i'm having trouble
that i cannot disclose,
when i can't tell the world
of my private woes,
long before i tell her
my melinda knows
