My love is like a jet black
High speed train
Going nowhere
Then comming back again
I wish I could
I'd love to touch
Her perfect golden tan
Got a burned out heart
But I deal with it the best I can
And where I come from
You use small words
In quiet silence
Everything gets heard
Oh man, I'd really like to
Scream out loud, he-ey
I know you'll understand
Got a burned out heart
And I deal with it the best I can
(Floating in a dream)
Na na na
(Floating in a dream)
Floatin' in a dream! ah ha!
I wish I could
I'd love to touch
Her perfect golden tan
Got a burned out heart
But I deal with it the best I can