Counting Crows — Floating Over You

[Verse 1] Getting dressed and bunker bound Shuffling through the heather Neighbors drop their flowers down And worry about the weather Every night, I'm floating over you, my love Every night, I dream I'm under you [Verse 2] All of the smiling men with sweaty hands Delivering widows' pensions Won't you please accept our sympathy Into all three dimensions? Every night, I'm floating over you, my love Every night, I'm drifting under you Don't want to think about my last cigarette Don't want to focus on the curve of your thigh Don't want to slip off your white silhouette I don't think this is a very sensible way to die [Bridge] Lonely, lonely, lonely Lonely, lonely, lonely Lonely, lonely, lonely Lonely, lonely, lonely [Verse 3] Every night, I'm floating over you, my love Every night, I dream I'm under you Well, I'm altar-bound and underdressed Just slightly out of order Hanging on the fringe of daylight's Soft and pitch border [Verse 4] Every night, I'm floating over you, my love Every night, I'm slipping under you Every night, I'm floating over you, my love Every night, I'm dream I'm under you Lonely, lonely, oh I'm so lonely