Come Along With Me

Streamlined seclusion

Dilated days of disillusion

Spirographs and window pane

Quenching sun, burning rain

They told us not to talk to strangers

Because no one knows what they might say

But I know, I know what I want

So, come along with me...

The rainbow ship is flying by

far beyond the sky

Where hope and dreams and promises 

Never ever die

©2000 Tommy SpaSe Jugatron Music ASCAP