At least I want her to be How could something so good just have to be All the birds are singing Now she's gone I'm feelin the breeze
Death's gonna come as it pleases So give me back my fantasy Give me back my better day
I guess it's time I was leaving Three thousand feet up and flying free
Death's gonna come as he pleases So give me back my fantasy Give me back my better days
And whenever you think of me Can you picture me in my robe? And it helps when you change the scene I can't really say for how long