Feeling Reeling Squeeling

This is a token of words unspoken to you
Honey I’m feeling, reeling and squeeling for you
Why don’t you tell me one way or another
That you’d rather be your father and mother ?

This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dream
I get hung up tied and strung up on your scene
It doesn’t matter what I say, you’re safely tucked away
You’ve got your simple way, I’m something far away

Aren’t you happy ?
Aren’t you happy ?

I’ve been dreaming
You’ve been screaming all night
You said take me
I said wake me – it’s all right

Hell is the hung-up mind
Looking for things to find
You’ll look but will not see
Outside your fantasy
That’s all useless – ain’t it honey ?