She walks through my mind

She strolls through my moods

And we're wasting time

In the coming going

Losing time in the coming going

I hold your hand in the air

In the air

Tune drifts through my mind

Tune that isn't my kind

I hear a voice and
It's speaking to me

I hear a voice and
It's speaking to me

I have sung one too many songs

For a crowd

I have sung one too many songs

For a crowd

Didn't want to hear