Christopher Cross Follow

Under a tree where I lay with my lies
Something or someone
Bestowed a surprise
Telling me I had no use for my eyes
If I really wanted to see

Walking me tall like a priest with no pope
No one in lab coats and no one with dope
Nobody dangling some flimsy old hope
And nothing to do but to be

All my baggage sent on ahead
Gentleman style
All I remember are people who smile

Holding the world in the palm of my hand
Feeling my pulse like the bass in a band
Welcoming chaos I can’t understand

Hey I’m an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
A most willing subject am I

Now the abyss seems to have its allure
No ground to stand on and nothing secure
Why should a monkey like me feel so pure
Kissing tomorrow goodbye

Far from the comfort of all my despair
Every wrong thought is a wisp in the air
I try to worry but nothing is there
I throw up my hands and I cry

All I wanted falls at my feet
Holy and bright
All I remember is what I did right

Holding the world
In the palm of my hand
Feeling my pulse
Like the bass in a band
Finding amazement
Wherever I land

Hey I’m an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
Be an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
Hey I’m an experiment
Find your experiment