Break The Bed

I live under a giant cloud

Well, it's my shield, and it's my shroud

At home on the range

But alone in a crowd

I plug my ears when it gets too loud

So get that kinky noise out on the stage

With your spinning curls in a purple rage

The sun in our eyes

And the burning sage

You're all alone, then you turn the page

Could it be? Yeah, it could be

Could it be that you're for me?

I'm looking right to your head

Talking to you seems to wake the dead

With what now you just said

I think we're gonna break the bed

Hands in the air and knees on the ground

Don't be surprised if I fall around

We were over the water

When the plane went down

It was over my head, and you let me drown

Could it be? Yeah, it could be

Could it be that you're for me?

I'm looking right to your head

Talking to you is gonna wake the dead

With what now you just said

I think we're gonna break the bed