Black Mass

Hey! Now, Madeline, your friends don't understand the thing we have You sit up nightly on the bed Leave the TV in the corner on Sometimes you don't quite know what's going on Your mother swears it's in your head I sit outside your house, waiting So, can I come over? I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have If faced the choice, you'd dream so coy of all the boys Let me tell now Madeline, when you were young did you think we would wed? I always did, but never said In the summer, in your favorite dress When all your first loves left you such a mess I'd come on over nonetheless I sit outside your house, waiting So, can I come over? I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have If faced the choice, you'd dream so coy of all the boys Darling, I see you with those open sleeping eyes In the night time under moonlight Under sweeping starless skies, now Can I come over? I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have Faced the choice, you'd dream so coy of all the boys Of all the boys Hey! So, can I come over? I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have If faced with the choice, you'd dream so coy of all the boys