Anya Marina - High on the Ceiling

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I read all of your mail
I searched all your clothes
And I had you tracked when you left home
I watched all of your tapes
Went through all of the magazines
And I tapped your answering machine
No matter how I stare
Can’t find you any… anywhere
Even if I was high on the ceiling
Seeing is believing
I can’t conceive you’re even here
No matter how I stare
Can’t find you any…
Even if I was high on the ceiling
Seeing is believing
I can’t conceive you’re even here
High on the ceiling
Seeing is believing
I can’t conceive you’re even here
Just got a feeling
Seeing is believing
I can’t conceive you’re even here
High on the ceiling
Seeing is believing
I can’t conceive you’re even here
I can’t conceive you’re even here