As Sane As Jane

Moonbeams, flying machines
I'm as sane as Jane
Moonbeams, flying machines
I'm as sane as Jane

Black sheep, bittersweet
Mommy called today
Moon beams, flying machines
I'm as sane as Jane

Please touch her slowly, she might cough up her heart
Another night of thinking, she might as well be drinking

Rain, rain, pain and rain
When will the clouds lift off her eyes
And let the sun shine through?

She's waiting?
While she's working too.

Moonbeams, flying machines
I'm as sane as Jane
Moonbeams, flying machines
Check me in today

Please forgive me my ailing mind
You people here think I'm losing it sometimes

We're both the same when madness reigns
When will the clouds lift off our eyes
To let the sun shine through?

I'm still waiting
Still working too

Hearts wheeze, a gentle breeze
Just a touch insane
Moonbeams, flying machines
I'm as sane as Jane