Over your head I wish you could have stayed San Diegan You disappeared instead, with such short notice If you come back to Albatross and Ivy You won't be guilty for not writing me Over my head And through the wires with the sounds some phantoms make To the ground again This is the loudest quiet place in the entire state If you come back to Albatross and Ivy You won't be guilty for not writing me I'll see you friend. Hope I see you first. I'll see you'