This is a token of words unspoken to you

HoneyI'm feelin' reelin' and squealin' for you

Why don't you tell me

One way or another

That you'd rather be

Your father and mother.



This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams

I get hung uptied and strung up on your scene.



I'm something far away

It doesn't matter what I say.

You've got your simple plays

You're safely tucked away.

Are you happy? are you happy? 



This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams

I get hung uptied and strung up on your scene.



I close my eyes on your soft guitar....



This is feelin'

This is squealin'

This is reelin'.. .