as i wander from the scrub-lands of my mind
to the mountains of my heart
O
taking in the sounds around me
figuring out their boundary
i begin in these forced surroundings
to develop a touching lunacy
you're saying it's harder to know what i'm thinking
then i'm starting to wonder myself
remember last night when i was smiling
and you asked me what i thought
and i just wanted to dance
as i wander from the scrub-lands of my mind
to the mountains of my heart
O
am i mad?
am i blurring boundaries?
a lost individuality
or is it these forced surroundings
that nurture my contact lunacy
as i wander from the scrub-lands of my mind to the mountains of my heart
O
taking in the sounds around me figuring out their boundary i begin in these forced surroundings to develop a touching lunacy you're saying it's harder to know what i'm thinking then i'm starting to wonder myself remember last night when i was smiling and you asked me what i thought and i just wanted to dance
as i wander from the scrub-lands of my mind to the mountains of my heart
O
am i mad? am i blurring boundaries? a lost individuality or is it these forced surroundings that nurture my contact lunacy