As I fall asleep, to black and white TV

If I float away, in my recurring dream

Each winter dreams, electricity

And there are words to say

And there are songs to sing

But I can hardly speak at all

Oh, I'm on my way to a holiday in real time

Float a mile away, say we'll be OK

Dear Valentine

Now quietly we peek across the street

Perfectly cut, perfectly mean

But it's not complete, no not at all

Oh, I'm on my way to a holiday in real time

Float a mile away, say we'll be OK

Dear Valentine