You′re everything I'm not
Jesus with a suit on
In strawberry, yeah
Jesus, hm
You′re everything I'm not
For there's no image in our orbit
And out of orbit there′s no image
But I swear I′ve seen her
In white revolving circles
Mirrored on reflection
I swear I've seen her
In white revolving circles
Picking up the pieces
For everything I′ve got
Won't trade
It′s a new dawn in a strawberry, yeah
Jesus, hm
For everything I've got
No, there′s no image in our orbit
For out of orbit there's no image
But I swear I've seen her
In white revolving circles
Mirrored on reflection
I swear I′ve seen her
In white revolving circles
Picking up the pieces
Of my life
So fresh that summer
That restaurant
That breathless neon brought a standstill
But I swear I′ve seen her
In white revolving circles
Mirrored on reflection
I swear I've seen her
In white revolving circles
Picking up the pieces
Of my life
Of my life
