Songtext von High on The Ceiling

I read all of your mail I searched all your clothes And I had you tracked when you left home I watched all of your tapes Went through all of your magazines and I tapped your answering machine Now matter how I stare Can’t find you any – anywhere Even if I was high on the ceiling Seein’ is believin’ I can’t conceive you’re even here Now matter how I stare Can’t find you any Even if I was high on the ceiling Seein’ is believin’ I can’t conceive you’re even here High on the ceiling Seein’ is believin’ I can’t conceive you’re even here Just got a feelin’ Seein’ is believin’ I can’t conceive you’re even here High on the ceiling Seein’ is believin’ I can’t conceive you’re even here I can’t conceive you’re even here