She just woke up, but shes still tired

Is that the telephone ringing

The curtains cant hold back the light

Thats reaching into her dreams

Down in her heart

If it had fingers, itd be tearing it apart



You be lookin groovy

In a sixties movie

Maybe tell the press you died

Little legend baby

Try your very best to hide

A green-tinted sixties mind



She keeps some memories locked away

But they are always escaping

Neglect wont make them fade away

Theyre reaching into her dreams

Down in her heart

Dont need fingers to be tearing it apart



Gotta face the day

There is no other way

To clear the fog inside your mind

Fill it up with dreams

But all that she can seem to find

A green-tinted sixties mind



Hangin out with Janis

Movin to Atlantis

Couldve made it if you tried

Whats the point of force

Its easy as a horse to ride

A green-tinted sixties mind



You be looking groovy

In a sixties movie

Maybe tell the press you died

Little legend baby

Try your very best to hide

A green-tinted sixties mind

- U cant hide