And I'm not the judge or the referee   And I can't accept 'cause I am uptight   And the smoke's getting into my eyes are burning   My concern is I just might give you a life      And I can't relate to the hypnotist   And I can't get close 'cause of plastic wrap   And I want to have kids but their father's up inside the clouds   The distance between is on my mind      Up until now things have been fine, temporarily   You're cute but the circumstance has changed   Your substitution method, crutch   Your whole protection from your pain   This presentation of my ploy   Is to change my Cellophane Boy      Oh, it's not the seventy's   Let your future fly with me      Up until now things have been fine, temporarily   Your cute but the circumstance has changed   Your substitution method, crutch   Your whole protection from your pain   This presentation of my ploy   Is to change my Cellophane Boy      And I want your habit to be me   Your harbor and your refugee