LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWhen I Dream Of Michelangelo
You knowI don't like youBut you want to beMy friendThere are bodiesOn the ceilingAnd they areFfluttering their wingsIt's ok, I'm angryBut you'll never understandYou dream of MichelangeloThey hang above your handsAnd I knowShe is not my friendAnd I knowCcuz there she goesWalking on my skin againAnd I can't see whyYou want to talk to meWhen your vision of AmericaIs crystal and cleanI wanna white bread lifeJust something ignorantIn the rainBut from the wallsOf MichelangeloI'm dangling againAnd I knowShe is not my friendAnd I knowCuz there she goesWalking on my skinAgain and againSaturn on a lineThe sun afireOf strings and wiresSpin above my headAnd make it rightAnytime you'd likeYou can catch a sightOf angel eyes on emptinessAnd infiniteAnd I dream of MichelangeloWhen I'm lying in my bedI see God upon the ceilingI see angels overheadAnd he seems so closeAs he reaches out his handWe are never quite as closeAs we are led to understandAnd I knowShe is not my friendAnd I knowCcuz there she goesWalking walking walkingAnd I knowShe is not my friendAnd I knowCcuz there she goesWalking on my skinAgain and againOn my mindOh, Lord, noYes, she's walkingOn my skinAgain and again
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