You feed my head with things that go
And maybe thirteen things I know
I love her
She had me

You change my mind
You change my hair
I'm going blind
But I don't care

I love her
She had me

We are the only ones who missed
We liked to laugh
We liked to kiss

Ate more and more my piece of mind
They like to hear me cry

Farewell my pie she must now go
We had a freedom overflow

Her hair weeps at the sight of sky
But first she sleeps and then she cries

Shadows [bad word] into my room
Their dancing heads I can't consume.