When I want to drop out of reality I cop out
To the memories of things that you and I did
My mind is a projection as I gaze in recollection
At the Cinerama screen inside my eyelids

And visions of sugar plumbs race through my head
You and I drinking yesterday's wine
But soon the morning sun of today will touch my bed
And burst the pretty bubble in my mind

Now my eyes are open reminiscing dreams are broken
By the lips of one mistake I made a while back
For I chose her in place of you so when I need a taste of you
I look into my mind and see you smile back

And visions of sugar plumbs race through my head
You and I drinking yesterday's wine
But soon the morning sun of today will touch my bed
And burst the pretty bubble in my mind