I used to think
That your hand will be forever on my head
I used to think
That your hand will be forever on my head

Your hands are warm
They smell like jelly on my cheeks
Your hands are warm
They touch me to the bone
I used to think
That your hand will be forever on my head
I used to think
That your hand will be forever on my head

From time to time
I'd like to turn invisible
Scattered clues are over house
And from time to time
I’d like to turn the invisible