The sun is a light bulb, a candle's a treat
The curtains stay closed now, on my little retreat
And I'll only take medicine if it's followed by sweets
A sickly pink liquid that puts me to sleep
My head beats a better way, tomorrow a better day
And I can watch TV, while I'm wrapped up in bed
And mother makes sure that I'm watered and fed
My best friend from school will come over and stare
At me in my bubble of germified air
When I'm asleep the smoke fills me
I feel the heat, my illness leaves me
The sun is a light bulb, a candle's a treat
The curtains stay closed now, on my little retreat
But after a while, the noise from the street
Is making me wish I was back on my feet
Writer(s): Colin Edwin Balch, Richard Barbieri, Steven John Wilson, Christopher James Maitland
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