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