She

She don’t want to go to the movies
She don’t want to go to the show
She’d rather be outside dancing
Or watching her flowers grow
Don’t you want to know what I’m thinking of
When my heads up in the clouds?
It’s how do I know
Where I’m supposed to go
When I can’t even see the end of the road
Swinging up high in the summer
Sitting on the grass when it’s cool
Laying in bed at all other times
Or lounging out by the pool
Don’t you want to know what I’m thinking of
When my heads up in the clouds?
It’s how do I know
Where I’m supposed to go
When I can’t even see the end of the road