I came to pay a visit; it's my turn to be kindSo open up young lady; let me into your mind
Take me past level one and two
Take me deeper where blue is not blue
Take me past level three and four
Where gravity makes sense no more
Take me past level five and six
Where reality can no longer play its tricks.
When you take me and when I get there
I will, after all this, tell you how much I care
We'll walk over bridges and have lovely talks
In reaches were doubt can no longer stalk
Where Autumn trees are the Summer norm
Where Spring birds in the snow can form
We'll laugh and cry and laugh again
I'll hold you in my arms, my old friend.
Let us dive into the river brown
So we can reach that rustic town
Lull me into that deep deep sleep
Where I count the android sheep
Luck will follow us no better
Than rain can make the sun wetter
It is there, O lady, where we can and will be.
