Ethereal, Im in bloom Torturing the afternoon Simple things will light me up I can imitate some kind of love Or I could see it for what it is and stop kidding myself We are not that alike I can be a ray of light But you are always in my head Down on Earth, rest in bed I could stop praying for everybody, Im just wasting my time Ill read your philosophy and get a new lease on life I get lost looking up I get lost looking up
imitate, lease, ethereal, torturing, kidding