Adam Strange

Something wonderfully right is going wrong with me
Suddenly I feel the way I've always wished to be
The leafless trees of winter, extend fantastic fingers
To guide my gaze toward the sunlight through the clouds

Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him
Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him
I'm so glad

Man of letters, man of substance, bring me to my senses
Keep me close to my companions', crumble all defences
And we sit in silent wonder, before the tranquil water
Reflecting undisturbed, the stillness of our minds

Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him
Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him
I'm so glad

Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange
Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange
Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange
Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange
Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange
Oh Adam Strange