Head on backwards, turning upside down
a drop of milk spilled on my wedding gown
a ticket to ride and a feeling of something peculiar
a night to remember
a day like no others before
That's when my machines come out to play
like shining stars and speeding cars on open highways
there
and heaven is the place we can be found
We sat the world on fire while we were writing in our 
notebooks
a bit of peace and quiet is all we want
symphonies in black and blue and red roses when the rain 
stops
we'll keep dancing till the music is all gone