Florida

"Instrumental break"

I never thought I was an only one

I never had a setting in the sun

A dancing baby was a sleeping gun

You had a hand and it was loneliness

And all I wanted was you

Oh, you

The real you is not a puppet which life pushes around

The real deep down you is the whole universe

"Instrumental break"

You are something that the whole universe is doing

In the same way that a wave

Is something that the whole ocean is doing

I never thought I was a special case

I may not know how good I'm anyways

It's just I love you like an only son

And if I hadn't been in Hollywood

When all I wanted was you

And all you wanted was me

And all I wanted was you

And all you wanted was me

This world is a great wiggly affair

The clouds are wiggling

The waters are wiggling

The clouds are wiggling

Bouncing

People

But people are always trying to straighten things out

You see we live in a rectangular box

All the time

Everything is straightened out

Wherever you look around in nature you find things often straightened out

They're always trying to put things in boxes

Those boxes are classified

Words are made from some boxes

But the real world is wiggly if you can believe it

Now when you have a wiggle like a cloud

How much wiggle is a wiggle?

Well you have to draw the line somewhere

So people come to sorts of agreements about, ah, how much wiggle is a wiggle, that is to say a thing

One wiggle always reduce one wiggle to a sub wiggles

Or see it as a subordinate wiggle of a bigger wiggle

But there's no fixed rule about it