Outskirts of Paradise

Rolled down the window now

I've lost my way within this town

The tranquil glow of the song I know, it guides me

I’m stuck in strip mall times

The mood swings under porcelain skies

Won't you be my friend, won't you be my friend for now?

I'm on the outskirts of paradise

Chasing desire through the night

Picturing ways to take flight

When the time comes

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

Awestruck or asinine

An ephemeral sense of space and time

A familiar face, a pulse that escalates

I'm stuck in strip mall times

I don't mean to be impolite

Won't you be my friend, won't you be my friend for now?

For just a little bit, hey

I'm on the outskirts of paradise

Chasing desire through the night

Picture in ways that they fly

When the time comes

Outskirts of paradise

Chasing desire through the night

Picture in ways that they fly

When the time comes

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself

When the time comes

Separate yourself, integrate yourself