Son Of A Plumber

My love is like a jet black
high speed train
going nowhere
then comming back again
I wish I could
I'd love to touch
her perfect golden tan
Got a burned out heart
but I deal with it the best I can
And where I come from
you use small words
In quiet silence
everything gets heard
Oh man, I'd really like to
scream out loud, he-ey
I know you'll understand
Got a burned out heart
and I deal with it the best I can
(Floating in a dream)
Na na na
(Floating in a dream)
Floatin' in a dream! ah ha!
I wish I could
I'd love to touch
her perfect golden tan
Got a burned out heart
but I deal with it the best I can..