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