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Well, I woke up this morning here's a in my bed How did she get there? Was it I said? I don't it but somehow it seems She me in invisible dreams
Over and I try to explain How did that get into my veins? Did somebody her? Was it my velvet wings? And how does she touch my strings?
Invisible strings, strings are a few of my favorite things Now all over when the fat lady sings I'll still be playing my invisible
Well, maybe she don't a world of her own Maybe she's using me just like a And sometimes cool and sometimes she stings And I'm all tangled up in invisible
Invisible strings, invisible are a few of my favorite things When you're wearing black and I'm wearing We'll still be playing invisible strings
Well, she never leaves, I'm alone I ain't in the book but still calling home I tried to her watch the TV But that woman's always on me
Well, there's strings round my body, strings my heart I'd like to where the string pulling starts I'd give anything to the angel who sends ink to my invisible pen Give me again
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my things When you're wearing black and I'm wings We'll be playing our invisible strings, oh yeah
strings, invisible strings Well, are a few of my favorite things Now it's all over when the fat lady We'll still be our invisible strings, oh oh oh yeah
Invisible strings, invisible Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh (We'll still be our invisible strings)