Honey, I think you're losing your mind.
Honey, you seem to do this every time
I go away.
How could I stay
when I'm not really here at all?
Darlin'
our time is creeping into
creeping me out.
The hours are turning into
something of a ticking time-bomb.
But then the feelings of the world
just fade away
and I am floating here
full of love for you,
my dearest friend.
Crazy am I who can't get over time.
With a woman sweet and kind
I need only rest my mind
and the love between us
radiates.
Into the space around the places
we remain.
And there are others
full of love
who radiate.
We will fill the air
content in calm and grace
as we sing to those who complicate:
"Please, keep your weapons out space!
Please, throw your weapons in the garbage can!"
You can find me in the summer sky.


Lyrics submitted by tatsu101

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