"Headache" by Frank Black This wrinkle in time I can't give it no credit I thought about my space And it really got me down Blah, blah, blah I was counting the rings and I fell me into a sleep I peeked to see if you were way back when I was counting the trees until a day when there was one I hoped beneath asleep is where that you had been. ^^^^^ Repeat the Chorus again then, But I found you Maybe you can help me and I can help you This wrinkle in time I can't give it no credit I though about my space And it really got me down etc.