Lebanese Blonde

Too low to find my way, too high to wonder: Why?
I've touched this place before, somewhere, in another time
Now, I can hear the sun, the clouds driftin' through the blinds
I have a million thoughts flowin' through my mind

A satellite recalled your voice
Sent me 'round the world again
All the nights you dreamt-away
Sent me 'round my heart again
One touch, upon my lips, and all my thoughts are clear
I feel your smoky mist to the stratosphere

Too low to find my way, too high to wonder: Why?
I've touched this place before, somewhere, in another time
Now I can hear the sun, the clouds driftin' through the blinds
I have a million thoughts flowin' through my mind

Too low to find my way, too high to wonder: Why?
I've touched this place before, somewhere, in another time
Now I can hear the sun, the clouds driftin' through the blinds
I have a million thoughts flowin' through my mind