the secret

dim lit grainy shades of grey
prey on my mind
vibrant crystal garden girlfriend
passes by

i see sunlight
in her eye
i ask if she might
tell me why

she sings, "la la la la la la la la la la"
she sings, "la la la la la la la la la la"

if white felt weary waves of fog
muffle the view
and you wonder what makes her sky
bright and blue

she won't tell you
what to do
she won't show you
a pathway through

she sings, "la la la la la la la la la la"
she sings, "la la la la la la la la la la"