Plastic Parts

Fields keep rolling, lost in my mind
I think about the time that we used to lie here
Feels like remnants of the divine
Back from early '95

And I think my thoughts have had enough
Could we skip the dream and wake me up?
And I think I'm tired of plastic parts
Could we skip this dream and wake me up?

Feels romantic, caught in the light
I think about the time that we used to
And I need a little one to one
Ooh, you found me on the run
Bathe me in the sunlight
Shade me from my own night

And I think my thoughts have had enough
Could we skip the dream and wake me up?
And I think I'm tired of plastic parts
Could we skip this dream and wake me up?

I could never leave it, it's a part of my life
Even if it drove me to the borderline
How come I always step out of line
Just to see if I could make it back in time?
And would you believe it if I told you I'm fine
Or is it obvious that I'm lopsided?
Could I ever show you that side of me?
Could I ever show you that side of me?

And I think my thoughts have had enough
Could we skip the dream and wake me up?
And I think I'm tired of plastic parts
Could we skip this dream and wake me up?