Rick Springfield

Strange Things

Something's up ahead
I heard the driver shout
The voice inside me said
Get down but don't get out

I called out to the guard
He said I'm not alive
Why it ain't that hard
I turned and took a dive

He laid upon the ground
I softly kissed your hair
Then we ran around
When no one else was there

I woke just as the sun was rising
Brush cobwebs from my eyes
The morning rain looked just like diamonds
Well that was quite a surprise

I wondered cross the meadow
Thinking of the dream
Followed by my shadow