She just woke up, but she's still tired Is that the telephone ringing? The curtains can't hold back the light That's reaching into her dreams Down in her heart If it had fingers, it'd be tearing it apart
You be lookin' groovy In a sixties movie Maybe tell the press you died Little legend baby Try your very best to hide A green-tinted sixties mind
She keeps some memories locked away But they are always escaping neclgect won't make them fade away They're reaching into her dreams Down in her heart Don't need fingers to be tearing it apart
Gotta face the day There is no other way To clear the fog inside your mind Fill it up with dreams But all that you can seem to find A green-tinted sixties mind
Hangin' out with Janis Movin' to Atlantis Could've made it if you tried What's the point of force It's easy as a horse to ride A green-tinted sixties mind
You be looking groovy In a sixties movie Maybe tell the press you died Little legend baby Try your very best to hide A green-tinted sixties mind -U can't hide-