Dear Valentine

As I fall asleep to black and white TV

Fly far away in my recurring dream

Each winter drains electricity

There are words to say

And there are songs to sing

But I can hardly speak at all

Home, I'm on my way

To a holiday in real time

Float, hold my own weight

Say we'll be OK, dear Valentine

Now quietly peek across the street

Perfectly kept, perfectly neat

But it's not complete, no not at all

Home, I'm on my way

To a holiday in real time

Float, hold my own weight

Say we'll be OK, dear Valentine