Shades blue, black or white, I walk in the room. A dream like tulupe in a garden of gloom Girls are jealous and boys are drawn (Repeat)
While she's leaving I'm already gone A 100 Sigmond Freuds can't describe what I'm on Like a kid who cries crazy when his mother is gone
I'm a sleepless soul awake 'Cause I can't take my mind off her pretty face
She's so cool that she could walk right through me I'd tell a lie but she would see right through me Wish I could fly and make it up to her tree She's so cool that she could walk right through me
When she plays her flute it sounds so sweet The peasants bow down cause she's elite She's the reason why poets write their song A demented love story that's gone all wrong I see her walking and loose control A blues man singing without a soul
I'm asleep but so awake 'Cause I can't take my mind off her pretty face
She's so cool that she could walk right through me I'd tell a lie but she would see right through me Wish I could fly and make it up to her tree She's so cool that she could walk right through me