Incubus

I'm home alone tonight Full moon illuminates my room, and sends my mind alight I think I was dreaming up
some thoughts that were seemingly possible...with you So I call you on the tin can phone We rendezvous at
a quater-two, and make sure we're alone I may have found a way for you and I to finally fly free When we
get there, we're gonna go far away Making sure to laugh; while we experience anit-gravity Fot years, I