I'm gonna plant me some seeds
Grow me an ocean
Cut me some trees
And build me an island
Stand on the corner
Flag down a streetcar
And ask him where my thoughts are
N.C
Are my thoughts with you babe
How twisted, babe, are they
Since you went away, babe
I ain't been thinking too straight
And if that don't get through
Turn out the lights, turn on the night
Give up the fight, go for a flight
Catch me a cab, who cares what's right or wrong
When I get to the moon, rent me a room
Sit in the gloom all alone
Are my thoughts with you, babe
I just ain't thinking too straight