If anyone’s seen my mind, please send it back
It keeps wandering off …
“In the morning when you wake up
I like to believe you are thinking of me
And when the sun comes through your window
I like to believe you’ve been dreaming of meDreaming mmm mmm
I know
’cause I’d spend half this morning
Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep inI should know
’cause I’d spend all the whole day
Listening to your message I’m keeping
And never deleting.”— Birdy, “Tee Shirt”