As I fall asleep, to black and white TV If I float away, in my recurring dream Each winter dreams, electricity And there are words to say And there are songs to sing But I can hardly speak at all Oh, I'm on my way to a holiday in real time Float a mile away, say we'll be OK Dear Valentine Now quietly we peek across the street Perfectly cut, perfectly mean But it's not complete, no not at all Oh, I'm on my way to a holiday in real time Float a mile away, say we'll be OK Dear Valentine