If I wanted to ask for your opinion, I would
Dreams have reasons and my reasons are good
Dear your logic will never work on me
Work on me, baby

Could be the story I’ve been reading
Makes me dream this way
I’ve got all the lights in the kitchen
To keep the ghouls at bay
I could be wrong, you could be right
Out of mind, out of sight
Lord knows I’ve missed you

Been takin’ no drinkin’ too far this time
Sit here all morning try to figure this dream out
Your logic won’t work on my, baby
Work on me, baby

Could be the mood I’m breathin’
Makes me sing so low
I’ve got friends in circles performing comedy shows
I could be wrong, you could be right
Out of mind, out of sight
Lord knows I need him
Smiling down on me

Could be the food I’m eatin’
Makes me want to sleep
I’ve got ghosts in the attic playing dominoes
I could be wrong, you could be right
Out of mind, out of sight
Lord knows I miss you

Could be the places I’m goin’
Make me want to scream
I got your pictures and stories and those t-shirts with long sleeves

I could be wrong, you could be right
Out of mind, out of sight
Lord knows I need you

You were here tonight