Cellophane Boy

And I`m not the judge Or the referee And I can`t accept Because I am up-tight And the smoke-screen to my eyes are burning My concern is I just might give you life And I can`t relate to the hypnotist And I get close, cause the plastic wrap And I want to have kids But their father`s up inside The distance between us on my mind Up untill now things have been fine Temporarily You`re cute But the circumstance`s changed Your substitution, method crutch Your whole, protection from your pain This presentation of my ploy Is to change my cellophane boy Ah, but it`s not the 70`s Let your future fly with me Up until now things have been fine Temporarily You`re cute But the circumstance`s changes Your substitution, method crutch Your whole protection from your pain This presentation of my ploy Is to change my cellophane boy And I want your heaven to be Your martyr and your refugee