Sitting On A Star - The Strawberry Alarm Clock

Glittering silver of solitude

In the darkest whisk of blue purple

Just the enchantment of fulfilling your wish

The wish you made to be there

Just sitting on a star

With clothes of laced velvet

And a clear mind to think

Not just five but a circle of points

Extending transversely of their core

Giving the glisten to your hair and eyes

That show your anguish to be there

Just sitting on a star

With clothes of laced velvet

And you think who you are

Sunday nights can’t be all that they seem

When you get there you’ll know what I mean

When you’ve reached it you can find peace and truth

Two things so hard to find here

Making your life so worth living to the end

Live on a throne now that you’re there

Just sitting on a star

With clothes of laced velvet

And you think where you are