7 de junio de 2009

Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you'd never been
But all the things that you've seen
Slowly fade away
So I start the revolution from my bed
Cos you said the brains
I have went to my head
Step outside the summer time's in bloom
Stand up besides the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out