Floating on waves of static high above your home Somewhere in between water and ice Looking down upon everyone you’ve ever known In your whole entire so called life
I’ve always thought that you were really something else Like a presence here from far away Unwrapped as if to draw a tangent from yourself Never ever having much to say
I know you know just what you like And I am really not your thing But just in case you change your mind I wrote this song for you to sing
You always were the type to hide your head in style Wary of the latest trend or scene Despite your act of sense your name is in demand Bleeding through a naughty magazine
I know you know just what you like And I am really not your thing But just in case you change your mind I wrote this song for you to sing
I know you know just what you like And I am really not your thing But just in case you change your mind I wrote this song for you to sing