Oh, I feel the temperature rising
But still I don't know because I'm out of my head
Oh, I feel the earth is lifting
But still I don't know because I'm out of control
Oh, I'm high and dry
The sun is, it's rising, but I'm out of my head
Oh, I'm high and dry
The sun is, it's rising, but I'm out of control
Oh, I feel my skin is melting
But still I don't know because I'm out of my head
Oh, I feel the new dawn, dawnin'
But still I don't know because I'm out of control
Oh, I'm high and dry
The sun is, it's rising, but I'm out of my head
Oh, I'm high and dry
The sun is, it's rising, but I'm out of control
Oh, ohhhhhhh, the sun, its rising
oh, But I'm out of control
Oh, I'm high and dry
The sun is, it's rising, but I'm out of my head
Oh, I'm high and dry
But I'm out of my head
This is the only album I've listened to for probably two weeks. Can't get enough. Perfect for driving across Texas on an empty stretch of highway. One hand on the wheel. One hand on babe's knee. Maybe babe is dozing off with their lovely face against the window. Maybe they're drooling a little but in a cute way. You get the picture. It's a great album. Tara Banach