Head on backwards, turning upside down a drop of milk spilled on my wedding gown a ticket to ride and a feeling of something peculiar a night to remember a day like no others before That’s when my machines come out to play like shining stars and speeding cars on open highways the times I love the most is when we’re only halfway there and heaven is the place we can be found We sat the world on fire while we were writing in our notebooks a bit of peace and quiet is all we want symphonies in black and blue and red roses when the rain stops we’ll keep dancing till the music is all gone