I only go where I’m wanted you go only where you want I aim to be more like you there is a ghost in my house rattling handles on every door show us an open window or two would you? Doors are starting to close and you drew a rose my, my your mind it is original, oh you’re a skeleton key, opening me, my, my; your mind it is original, girl you’re the original always were and always will be The flowers of adaptation unfold and lovingly alarm you effortlessly ring that bell your stripes are yours and yours only the bow ideal of rare birds and now I am under your spell oh, under your spell Doors are starting to close and you drew a rose my, my your mind it is original, oh you’re a skeleton key, opening me, my, my; your mind it is original, girl you’re the original always were and always will be