I'm gonna plant me some seed   Grow me an ocean   Cut me some trees   And build me an island      Stand on the corner   Flag down a streetcar   Go somewhere and phone him   And ask him where my thoughts are      I'm gonna say to him, "Are my thoughts with you, babe?   How twisted they are, babe   Since you went away, babe   I ain't been thinking too straight"      And if that don't get through   I'm gonna build me a flower   Sit down in the morning dew   And kiss it every hour      I'm gonna turn out the lights   Turn on the night, give up the fight   Go for a flight, catch me a kite   Who cares what's right or wrong   When I get to the moon, rent me a room   Sit in the gloom all alone      And cry my thoughts with you, babe   How twisted, babe, are they?   You know, since you went away, babe   I ain't been thinking too straight      I'm gonna turn out the lights   Turn on the night, give up the fight   Go for a flight, catch me a kite   Who cares what's right or wrong   When I get to the moon, rent me a room   Sit in the gloom all alone and cry are my thoughts with you babe