I love to lie out in the sun
with hair down with suntan lotion
with my yellow Walkman
with a towel, and sand in my ear
When you pass by
I feel shocked that you didn't
smile at me
I become distracted
betraying my heart
And I put on jeans
and I run
Don't follow me, don't, don't
I don't know how
In your eyes
of quicksand
I feel everything
and here inside the slack rope
I feel scared
I don't know how anyone can be so beautiful
so interesting, a thunderclap
in my heavens
And I feel fear
that this is your love
Danger, danger
I love my collection
the magazines
And the jokes that don't explain
they distract my attention
Please, enough already
stop, stop, stop, stop
If we cut it off, it's would be best
leave me alone with my life
Who said that in my movie
you would be the leading part
And I even carry you around in my pockets
I believe that I will go crazy