Song Description

A solid multi-layered pop song about the magic of the day...any day

Lyrics

Tiptoe Through
The vanilla?s on my thighs
And the freeway?s flying by
And on Monday she just called to say
Madagascar?s not the same

33 songs flew to China
And Catalina asks a balloon to find her
And Jade is finding me
In my blue

How can I be this?
It?s because you can see this

You hear desert ships
in the record skips
You trace tongue-tied lions
on your fingertips
And you
Tiptoe through
You shake the blue off of the porcelain
and you wrap it in another skin
And you
Tiptoe through

But Monday comes in second sight
And I know that you?ll play me tonight
I?m a music box and I?m walking around
And all the architects are hearing the sound

Every breath a symphony
Every word a prayer to be
And with Cybela?s bridges all falling down
Twisting me

How can I be this?
It?s because you can breathe this

You hear desert ships
in the record skips
You trace tongue-tied lions
across your fingertips
And you
Tiptoe through
You shake the blue off of the porcelain
and you wrap it in another skin
And you
Tiptoe through
You see smiles up through the razor wire
You make lilies your cathedral spire
And you
Tiptoe through
With crickets you can sing the tune
In your eyes 33 songs about the moon
And you
Tiptoe through an ordinary day


©2006 Daniel Gallo