this is a token of words unspoken to you
honey, i´m feelin´ reelin´ and squealin´ 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 dreams,
i get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene.

i´m something far away
it doesn´t matter what i say.
you´ve got your simple plays
you´re safely tucked away.
are you happy? are you happy?

this is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams,
i get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene.

i close my eyes on your soft guitar....

this is feelin´
this is squealin´
this is reelin´...