Set Adrift On Memory Bliss

Baby you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you
A camera pans, a cocktail glass
Behind the barn of plastic plants
I find a lady with a fat diamond ring
Then you know I can't remember a damn thing
I think it's one of those déjà vu things
Or a train is trying to tell me something
But will I ever stop thinking about it?
I don't know, I doubt it
Subterranean by design
I wonder what I would find
If I met you and let my eyes caress you
Until I meet the darling Mrs. Princess Who
I often wonder what makes her work
I guess I'll leave that question to the experts
Assuming that there are some out there
They're probably alone, solitaire
I can remember when
I caught up with a pastime intimate friend
She said "Bet you probably gonna say I look lovely
Bet you probably don't think nothing of me"
She was right though, I can't lie
She's just one of those corners of my mind
And I just put it right back with the rest
That's the way it goes, I guess
Baby you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you
A careless whisper from a careless man
A neutron dance for a neutron fan
Marionette strings of dangerous things
I thought of all the trouble they'd bring
An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy
Rubber band expands in a frustrating sigh
Tell me that you're not dreaming
She's got a mix in her hole that doesn't have a meaning
Reality used to be a friend of mine
Cause complete control and I take to the kind
A steamer and bouquet, you got a mani on
Guess who's piece of the cake I'm straight fond
She broke a wishbone and wished for a sign
And told the whispers in my heart were fine
What does she think she could do?
I feel for her, I really do
And I'm staring at the ring finger on her hand
I wanna let her be a big PM Dawn fan
But I have to put her right back with the rest
That's the way it goes, I guess
Baby you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you