high, higher than the sun
you shoot me from a gun
i need you to elevate me here.
at the coner of your lips
as the orbit of your hips
eclipse, you elevate my soul.
i've got no self- control
been living like a mole
now, going down, excavation
i and i in the sky
you make me feel like i can fly
so high, elevation.
a star lit up like a cigar
strung out like a guitar
may be you could educate my mind
explain all these controls
can't sing but i've got soul
the goal is elevation.
a mole, digging in a hole, digging up my soul
now going down, excavation.
i and i in the sky
you make me feel like i can fly
so high, elevation.
love, lift me up uot of these blues
won't you tell me something true
i believe in you!