Avant Garde
It seems the days we spent together
All too quickly faded away
And even now my lonely mind
Is full of thoughts of yesterday
The say grow up
Put your mind on what you have to do
But I know I can never
Make it baby, without you
I can feel a good vibration
When I put my mind on you alone
I can get a good sensation
Feel like I'm naturally stoned
Naturally stoned
And now they say it's time for me
To face the troubled world alone
There's just one thing
They do not seem to understand
Why can't they get it through their heads
I need a helping hand
(repeat chorus)

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHUCK WOOLERY