Roscoe

Roscoe, Roscoe
 Everything is beautiful to me lately
 Things are quite unreal to me now
 Sitting on a cloud up in my tree, lately
 But I guess you'll never know
 There's all these dreams we share, Roscoe
 Roscoe, Roscoe
 Once upon a time I was a girl, maybe
 Brought into this world (hey!) Roscoe
 Strip away the colors from the scene, baby
 I wanna think someday you'll know
 There's all these dreams we share, Roscoe
 Hey, Roscoe, I do wanna believe in you
 You made up your mind
 It's an easy thing to do
 But lately I see what you've turned into
 A locked up selfish shallow being
 On a journey with no exploring
 In your house, locked up in your house
 Roscoe, Roscoe
 Everything is beautiful to me
 The things they seem unreal to me now
 There's an empty cloud up in my tree, lately
 And I hope someday you'll know
 There's all these dreams we share
 Roscoe, I do wanna believe in you
 You made up your mind
 It's an easy thing to do
 But lately I see what you've turned into
 A locked up selfish shallow being
 On a journey with no exploring
 In your house, locked up in your house
 Roscoe, I do wanna believe in you
 You made up your mind
 It's an easy thing to do
 But lately I see what you've turned into
 A locked up selfish shallow being
 On a journey with no exploring
 In your house, locked up in your house
 In your house
 Locked up in your house