Cheer up, honey, I hope you can

There is something wrong with me

My mind is filled with silvery stuff

Honey kisses, clouds of fluff

Shoulders shrugging off



Cheer up

honey, I hope you can



There is something wrong with me

My mind is filled with radio cures

Electronic surgical words



Picking apples for kings and queens of things I've never seen

Oh, distance has no way of making love

understandable



Cheer up

honey, I hope you can



There is something wrong with me

My mind is filled with silvery stars

Honey kisses, clouds of love



Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen



Oh, distance has no way of making love

understandable



Oh, distance has no way of making love

understandable



Oh, distance has no way of making love

understandable



Oh, distance has no way of making love

understandable



Oh, distance has no way of making love

understandable



Cheer up



honey, I hope you can...