I'm gonna plant me some seed Grow me an ocean Cut me some trees And build me an island Stand on the corner Flag down a streetcar Go somewhere and phone him And ask him where my thoughts are I'm gonna say to him, "Are my thoughts with you, babe? How twisted they are, babe Since you went away, babe I ain't been thinking too straight" And if that don't get through I'm gonna build me a flower Sit down in the morning dew And kiss it every hour I'm gonna turn out the lights Turn on the night, give up the fight Go for a flight, catch me a kite Who cares what's right or wrong When I get to the moon, rent me a room Sit in the gloom all alone And cry my thoughts with you, babe How twisted, babe, are they? You know, since you went away, babe I ain't been thinking too straight I'm gonna turn out the lights Turn on the night, give up the fight Go for a flight, catch me a kite Who cares what's right or wrong When I get to the moon, rent me a room Sit in the gloom all alone and cry are my thoughts with you babe
