Let me off your psychic cloud.

Because every time I go around

I sink deeper and deeper into your unconsious mind

and your warm heart muscle.



Let me off your mental cloud.

Cause every time I go around

I keep losing sense of what goes on behind

in subconsious real life.



I am a real life snoozer.



Let me off your pensive cloud.

Cause every time I go around

I keep drifting along where my mind is inside.

I keep drifting along where my mind is inside.



I am a real life snoozer.