Let me off your psychic cloud.
Because every time I go around
I sink deeper and deeper into your unconsious mind
and your warm heart muscle.

Let me off your mental cloud.
Cause every time I go around
I keep losing sense of what goes on behind
in subconsious real life.

I am a real life snoozer.

Let me off your pensive cloud.
Cause every time I go around
I keep drifting along where my mind is inside.
I keep drifting along where my mind is inside.

I am a real life snoozer.