From the recording lazy days & castaways


cast your shadow long. halfway into his arms. and you know you don't belong here, don't you know? you don't belong. pleased to meet this perfect you. close my eyes, and see you feeling blue. please don't leave me, perfect you. 'cause i believe. (lazy days and castaways washed up on the shore) touch me with your laser beam. cut me open, and wash me clean. whiskey sour, sweet coffee cream. it's all a dream.