I'm gonna plant me some seeds I'm gonna grow me an ocean Cut down some trees Build me an Island I'm gonna stand on the corner I'm gonna flag down a street car Go somewhere and phone her And ask her where my thoughts are I'm gonna say to her Are my thoughts with you baby How twisted baby Since you went away baby I ain't been thinkin' too straight If that don't get through I'm gonna build me a flower And sit down in the mornin' dew And kiss it every hour Yes I'm gonna turn out the light Turn on the night give up the fight Catch me a kite go for a flight Who cares whats right or wrong When I get to the moon Rent me a room sit in the gloom By the telephone I'm gonna cry to her Are my thoughts with you How twisted baby are they Since you left me this way baby I just ain't thinkin' too straight