come back close in the snow
scissors voice echoes past
way out beyond the clouds
piled golden sun shine out, shine on
your daydreams turn me on
ice cream white nothing flows
is this art? no one knows
and my words that were wrong
way out beyond the clouds
pile golden sun shine out, shine on
your daydreams turn me on
way out beyond the clouds
pile golden sun shine out, shine on
your daydreams turn me on
way out beyond the clouds
pile golden sun shine out, shine on
your daydreams turn me on