As I fall asleep to black and white TV Fly far away in my recurring dream Each winter drains electricity There are words to say And there are songs to sing But I can hardly speak at all Home, I'm on my way To a holiday in real time Float, hold my own weight Say we'll be OK, dear Valentine ♪ Now quietly peek across the street Perfectly kept, perfectly neat But it's not complete, no not at all Home, I'm on my way To a holiday in real time Float, hold my own weight Say we'll be OK, dear Valentine