Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all
I can't begin to let you know just what i'm feeling
and now the red ones make me fly
and the blue ones help me fall
and i think i'll blow my brains against the ceiling
and as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts

Chorus*

And we'll fly home
We'll fly home
You and I
we'll fly home
Now honestly that's what i said to her, what i said to her
Think happy thoughts