Hidden underneath the floor
In the attic of my dreams there’s somebody, I adore
I could smile, I could lie
say I never think about you at all
Most of the time
Maybe
It’s the way the clouds are painted
A perfect shade of yellow, all across the sky
Or maybe
It’s the way the times are changing, and I’m stuck in the middle
Frozen in a fire
But, baby, you’re on my mind
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Doors will open, doors will close
In the basement of my dreams there’s somebody, I ignore (mmm)
I’m a fool, don’t be surprised
I don’t ever think about you at all
But right now I just need you to know
Maybe
It’s the way the clouds are painted
A perfect shade of yellow, all across the sky
Or maybe
It’s the way the...