Don't want to be your airplane Flying you around the world Giving you something to believe After your dreams have gone to bed
Seeing mama's marmalade eyes
Don't want to be a boogieman Looking for a place to hide Hoping that you turn out the lights So i could crawl into your mind
Seeing mama's marmalade eyes
Don't want to be a greyhound bus Taking you in the night to find a city you can trust To make all the wrong seem right