I'm pretending lots of things
I write them down in a book
You'd surrender everything
To see a sound and hear a mood
We have been lucid dreaming
I hate to wake up it always ends like this
Come see me when you're sleeping
I haven't been well
I just need one more kiss
One more kiss
One more kiss
One more kiss
I remember tender things
Can't talk them down
They're in a book
Favorite way you'll ever be
You make your rounds
Man off a hook
Have you tried lucid dreaming
I'd show you around
I'm an astral misfit
You love me but it's fleeting
I haven't been well
I need one more kiss
One more kiss
One more kiss
One more kiss