Girl who speaks no words Got me living in her dream Got me living in her dream with my feet turned out
Eyes that speak no hurt And they never seem to swerve And they never seem to swerve Looking through me now
Lease me on the dream Girl,release me on the dream And release me on the dream Of a free stair ride
Falling at the seams At the,falling at the seams Got me falling for your dreams Of a freaksters tide
Lines are in the sand Got me grabbing at her hand Take me with you (x3)
Walk me to your door Get me walking to your door Get me flying through your floor With a motion sound
Falling at the seams Got me grabbing on her jeans Gets me grabbing on her jeans Shoots me skyward bound
Notes are on the rise And they never spell demise And they're always on the rise In her perfect size
Clever not to swerve As she takes me to her curve Something music never heard By my listening eye
Ship is off the land Got me grabbing at her hand Take me with you (x4)
Ears up on her knees Got my ears upon her knees Got my tears up in her trees Slowly falling down
Looming on the rise Got my human on the rise Meet my human on the rise Passed my robot house
Arms are up so fine Get her arms are open wide Got them arms are up so wide On a ridgeback light
Bleep me to time end But don't speak me through her lens And now sweeps me through her fence By a ghost town eye
Been falling at the seams Now she's grabbing at my jeans Take me with you I've been falling at the seams Now she's grabbing at my jeans Take me with you (x4)
Compositores: Wayne Ashley Marshall Page (Wag Marshall-page), Daniel Zak Watts (Daniel Watts), Alexander Scott Bruford (Alex Bruford), Matthew Robert Clyma Gooderson (da Funkmattrix), Richard John Vernon (Richard Vernon) ECAD: Obra #1758384