It walked me across the park Hands in fresh concrete Took a bite I felt free And that's the price of admission to be me And your duct tape couch in my dreams The way I think about you, my friend The way I think about you, my friend No, you'll never understand No, you'll never understand In the morning, you're all I see In the space between truth and sleep Touch me secretly Warm sheets for only us to see The way I think about you, my friend The way I think about you, my friend No, you'll never understand No, you'll never understand The way I think about you The way I think about you The way I think about you My friend The way I think about you The way I think about you The way I think about you The way I think about you, my friend The way I think about you, my friend No, you'll never understand No, you'll never understand