This wrinkle in time, I can't give it no credit

I thought about my space and I really got me down

(got me down)

Got me so down, I got me a headache

My heart is crammed in my cranium and it still knows how to pound



I was counting the rings

And I fell into a sleep

I peeked to see if you were way back when

I was counting the trees

Until a day when there was one

I'd hoped beneath, asleep is where that you had been



Well, I found you

Maybe you can help me

And I can help you