Somebody To Love - Jefferson Airplane

When the truth is found to be lies

And all the joy within you dies

When the garden flowers, baby are dead, yes and

Your mind, your mind is so full of red

Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his

Yeah, but in your head, baby

I'm afraid you don't know where it is

Tears are running down

They're all running down your breast

And your friends, baby

They treat you like a guest