Floating on waves of static high above your home
Somewhere in between water and ice
Looking down upon everyone you've ever known
In your whole entire so called life
I've always thought that you were really something else
Like a presence here from far away
Unwrapped as if to draw a tangent from yourself
Never ever having much to say
I know you know just what you like
And I am really not your thing
But just in case you change your mind
I wrote this song for you to sing
You always were the type to hide your head in style
Wary of the latest trend or scene
Despite your act of sense your name is in demand
Bleeding through a naughty magazine
I know you know just what you like
And I am really not your thing
But just in case you change your mind
I wrote this song for you to sing
I know you know just what you like
And I am really not your thing
But just in case you change your mind
I wrote this song for you to sing
