One, two,
Well, I woke up this morning here's a in my bed How did she get there? Was it I said? I don't it but somehow it seems She me in invisible dreams
Over and over I try to How did that girl get into my Did somebody her? Was it my velvet wings? And how does she my invisible strings?
Invisible strings, strings are a few of my favorite things Now it's all over when the fat lady I'll still be my invisible strings
Well, maybe she have a world of her own Maybe she's using me just a phone And sometimes she's cool and she stings And I'm all up in invisible strings
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my favorite you're wearing black and I'm wearing wings We'll still be playing invisible strings
Well, she never leaves, I'm alone I in the book but she's still calling home I to lose her watch the TV But that woman's picking on me
Well, there's strings round my body, strings my heart I'd to know where the string pulling starts I'd give anything to meet the angel who Invisible ink to my pen me once again
Invisible strings, strings are a few of my favorite things When wearing black and I'm wearing wings still be playing our invisible strings, oh yeah
Invisible strings, strings Well, these are a few of my favorite Now it's all over the fat lady sings We'll still be playing our strings, oh oh oh yeah
Invisible strings, strings Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh (We'll still be our invisible strings)