The record's skipping like a stone but I can't bring myself to move a bone in my body
There's not a cloud up in the sky the grass below me feels divine
It's times like these I need to let go
And be free with the wind
It's times like these I need to grow up
And come alive again
And the waves
We'll watch as they come and go
My daydreams are in stereo but you can't hear a note in my head
Her mind lives nowhere so just don't try to reach it no one can
It's times...