Cellophane Sun - Adam Pascal

You spend your days and nights alone, well I know, it’s alright

You find it hard to take control of your own pointed life

So get between, get bhind, take your time, I don’t mind

Take my hand and hide your eyes

Morning is a dream, a break in the night

Life is but a scene, a moment in time

The serpent all the while is lying in waiting

And a cellophane sun hangs low in the sky

Underneath and overload, I know your hear is breaking

When the day is done your head still spins, Well

I’ll be there for the taking

So get between, get behind, take your time

I’ll blow your mind

Take my hand, I’ll hide my eyes