In a room bathed by lamplight
I open my eyes and soul
Fell asleep at 7 o\'clock again
I stare at the ceiling
And seem to look through it
To some old projector screen
Playing back my thoughts
As I lie awake and dream
And i travel sideways
Through time and space and
I disintegrate
Become invisible
I want to see it where it all first happened
There\'s a light on downstairs of
The window next door
My neighbor lies awake
Or maybe they\'re just scared
Of the witching hour
And i\'m projecting
I find you
Tangled up in arms and sheets
If you wish they were mine
Or havent thought of me in weeks
Two realms and one plane
Two mirrors aface
And one light reflected
The truth lost in between
I\'m just a shooting star
A brilliant moment
Flashing by
Unseen