Galaxie

I'm entering a frame bombarded by indecisions

Where a man like me can easily let the day get out of control

Down this far in the quarter

I'm pushed hard upon the border

But I'd rather be caught around now

Instead of, oh, say, 'round the month of June

But if I can leave with a little bit of explanation

Then, anywhere in the world I choose to go, I'll have it made

Is this the place that I want to be?

Is it you I want to see?

Holding on, hold it high, show me everything

And you're leaving me, yeah, you're leaving me

You're leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a-comin' here and standing in this state

Oh, and I'm never really sure if you'll take what I'm saying the right way

But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play

Is as discreet as I can muster up to be

Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back

It isn't me

Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me

I'm more at home in my galaxie, oh, yeah

Can I do the things I wanna do

That I don't do because of you?

And I'll take a left and I'll second guess

Into total mess

And you're leaving me, yeah, you're leaving me

You're leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a-comin' here and standing in this state

Oh, and I'm always reassured the situation's getting carried away

But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play

Is as discreet as I can muster up to be

Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back

It isn't me

Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me

Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me

No, it isn't me, no, it isn't me, no, it isn't me

No, no, it isn't me, no, it isn't me in my galaxie