The Sun Shines Always On TV
Touch me
how can it be?
Believe me
the sun always shines on T. V.
Hold me close to your heart
Touch me and give all your love to me - to me.
I reached inside myself and found nothing there to ease
The pressure of my ever worrying mind.
All my powers waste away
I fear the crazed and lonely looks
The mirrors sending me these days.
Touch me
how can it be? . . .
Please dont ask me to defend the shameful lowlands
Of the way Im drifting gloomily through time.
I reached inside myself today thinking
Theres got to be some way to keep my troubles distant.
Touch me
how can it be? . . .
Hold me close to your heart
Touch me and give all your love to me - to me.
