We climb the fence around your backyard, lay in the grass, stare at the stars, wishing we could join them. We talk, but not to pass the time, about what we'd do if we could fly, we'd whisper until morning. Ooh, what was our plan? Where did we think we would go? Ooh, what was our plan? I guess we thought that time was pretty slow. Ooh, what was our plan? Where did we think we would go? Ooh, what was our plan? Throw rocks at cars, talk what outer space, toss coins for lockdown, sewer grates. But make sure they're tied on strings first. Or sit in a basement all afternoon, we just keep singing out of tune. We almost signed good together. Ooh, what was our plan? Where did we think we would go? Ooh, what was our plan? I guess we thought that time was pretty slow. Ooh, what was our plan? Ooh, what was our plan? I guess we thought that time was pretty slow. Ooh, what was our plan? Where did we think we would go? Ooh, what was our plan? I guess we thought that time was pretty slow. We'd waste the hours side by side and walk until we both were tired. The sun would be long gone then. And when the day would turn to night, we found we didn't need the light. We'd still see in the dark. I guess we thought that time was pretty slow.