Daytime is fear's prime

When nobody dares to smile

In between she believes

That love would be awfully fine

Around her neck she collects

Shells of an ancient kind

As birds & bees like fantasies

Going 'round her open mind



But you say

What to do with Ayleen?

She is lost in a dream

Worst case the doctor's ever seen

What to do with Ayleen?

She's so ghastly naive

She just don't fit in the scheme



All the time you go down

In envious shades of blue

So how could i even try

To change your point of view?



You just say

What to do with Ayleen?

She is lost in a dream

Worst case the doctor's ever seen

What to do with Ayleen?

She's so ghastly naive

She just don't fit in the scheme

(2x)



Just a girl with healing hands

Just a girl but her fantasy

Lets her go off in peculiar ways

She lives in a ... haze!



All the time you go down

In envious shades of blue

So how could I even try

To change your point of view?



You just say

What to do with Ayleen?

She is lost in a dream

Worst case the doctor's ever seen

What to do with Ayleen?

She's so ghastly naive

She just don't fit in the scheme



What shall we do with Ayleen?

She is lost in a dream

Worst case the doctor's ever seen

What to do with Ayleen?

She's so ghastly naive

She just don't fit in the scheme



What to do with Ayleen?

She is lost in a dream

Worst case the doctor's ever seen

What to do with Ayleen?

She's so ghastly naive

She just don't fit in the scheme