Orange Peel

Asleep with one eye open
It's an innocent dream
The telephone is singing
And I'll do it again

Resting in your yellow room
Your face looks so surreal
I kissed you with my rabbit foot
I made your orange peel

On Christy Street, the sinking sun
Has set your face ablaze
Your ruby is weeping
And you're all in a daze
I told you all my riddles
And I made your sickness heal
I kissed you with my rabbit's foot
I made your orange peel

Shadows on the wall
Heading for a fall