Blasting Fonda

I watch the clock a lot To see where I'm at in the plot It's like a movie Starring me It's all so moving to me And I don't wanna leave This walkin' dream It's up to you To get me home I won't go it alone In days of olden Silence was golden I dreamed of you Hair on my pillow Like a weepin' willow Cool breeze flows through There will be no failure And I won't be the last Prima donna Stuck in a trailer Blasting Fonda on the news In days of olden Silence was golden I dreamed of you Hair on my pillow Like a weepin' willow Cool breeze flows through