If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,
If I had a brain, it would be made of green slime.
A merry-go-round dances in a pretty pink dress, and I’m dreaming
A glass is empty, sitting on the kitchen counter, or it’s broken all
I want to give up the ketchup, and go take on the
Find a place to hide, and hide yourself away from the world.
Lucy, listen to me. You don’t know where you’re headed, or where I’m coming to you
All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
Fly through a wall, and land in a river. Feel the ray of the sun, and respond with a shiver.
That flower is pretty, so follow the sun as long as it takes
A stream that runs into a blanket, falls into a cloudy dream. A picture that
Mother Mary came to me in a dream, and told me I should get saved. I firmly told her I never would, that I had decided to live my
Green sun, won’t you kiss me? Purple cloud, is what I am to you. Let’s cross the bridge,
I had a dream where I looked into a magic mirror and saw
Johnny lost a lover, his dearest friend. Johnny’s eyes