Invisible Strings
ian hunter)
One, two, three
Well I woke up this morning - there’s a girl in my bed.
How did she get there? was it something I said?
I don’t understand it but somehow it seems
She visits me in invisible dreams.
Over and over I try to explain
How did that girl get into my veins?
Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings?
And how does she touch my invisible strings?
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now it’s all over when the fat lady sings
I’ll still be playing my invisible strings
Well maybe she don’t have a world of her own
Maybe she’s using me just like a phone
And sometimes she’s cool and sometimes she stings
And I’m all tangled up in invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When you’re wearing black and I’m wearing wings,
One, two, three
Well I woke up this morning - there’s a girl in my bed.
How did she get there? was it something I said?
I don’t understand it but somehow it seems
She visits me in invisible dreams.
Over and over I try to explain
How did that girl get into my veins?
Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings?
And how does she touch my invisible strings?
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now it’s all over when the fat lady sings
I’ll still be playing my invisible strings
Well maybe she don’t have a world of her own
Maybe she’s using me just like a phone
And sometimes she’s cool and sometimes she stings
And I’m all tangled up in invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When you’re wearing black and I’m wearing wings,