Roscoe

Roscoe, Roscoe Everything is beautiful to me lately Things are quite unreal to me now Sitting on a cloud up in my tree, lately But I guess you'll never know There's all these dreams we share, Roscoe Roscoe, Roscoe Once upon a time I was a girl, maybe Brought into this world (Hey!), Roscoe Strip away the colors from the scene, baby I wanna think someday you'll know There's all these dreams we share, Roscoe Hey, Roscoe I do wanna belive in you You made up your mind It's an easy thing to do But lately I see what you've turned into A locked up-self in a sallow bed On a journey with no exploring In your house, locked up in your house Roscoe, Roscoe Everything is beautiful to me There's an empty cloud up in my tree, lately And I hope someday you'll know There's all these dreams we share Roscoe, I do wanna belive in you You made up your mind It's an easy thing to do But lately I see what you've turned into A locked up-self in a sallow bed On a journey with no exploring In your house, locked up in your house Roscoe, I do wanna belive in you You made up your mind It's an easy thing to do But lately I see what you've turned into A locked up-self in a sallow bed On a journey with no exploring In your house, locked up in your house In your house Locked up in your house