Psychic TV

Sometimes, just drifting In this simple world Like a country stream, Asleep to discussion (the numbness of content) I see you smile drifting. Like a country stream, My little girl, Precious and pure As I fall back, Into softness and sleep You Caresse

you know how much i love you i give you all my life no one may take my life from me i lay my life down, the point is on this plane take the potion like we used to take an ocean breeze no, there's no plane, there's no plane we can't catch the plane--