Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all
i can't begin to let you know just what i'm feeling
and now the red ones make me fly
and the blue ones help me fall
and i think i'll blow my brains against the ceiling
and as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts
-chorus-
and we'll fly home
we'll fly home
you and i
we'll fly home
now honestly that's what i said to her, what i said to her

think happy thoughts