Texty: Magazine. My Mind Ain't So Open.

My mind, it ain't so open
That anything could crawl right in

The last place to lose yourself
Is in the world where we all cling

Oh, my lover, we are opening
Windows, we see all that we've seen

Overlooking a vivid room
It is sunshine, got things to do

My Life happens around me
Your life happens around me too

My mind he last place
Cling to it