| It's that desire over love I have to turn around and cut my bet today | |
| 'Cause you're my ceiling of plankton | |
| You hold a white light | |
| And you know | |
| You got that keeping it warm | |
| Got to tie it | |
| Just like my favorite spittle | |
| And the glow | |
| You purple star | |
| And when you notice all your stars are in line | |
| Yes, yes you'll find me | |
| I'll be there waiting right behind | |
| And when you notice that your heart is bleeding | |
| Mine is bleeding, too, | |
| That magic walk that's in your skies | |
| I'll give you all my gush | |
| You make me feel you make me blush | |
| You make me go wow | |
| My whole mind | |
| And when you notice all your stars are in line | |
| Yes, yes you'll find me | |
| I'll be there waiting right behind | |
| And when you notice that your mind is fleeting | |
| Mine is fleeting, too, | |
| That magic walk that's in your skies | |
| But I'll give you all my gush | |
| You make me feel you make me blush | |
| You make me go wow | |
| My whole mind | |
| But I'll give you all my gush | |
| You make still you make me blush | |
| You make go wow | |
| My whole mind |