Rhoda In the Sky With Diamonds

i see you in lavender bathed in my kisses i look for my Mrs and look to the sky something then beacons me i answer quite slowly the girl in pajamas is asking me why hills never end where does ocean begin and pillows lay down when we sigh where is the truth when we dream in our youth and hope for the best and besides where in our sin does sin stop pretending and offer the reason why why is the truth of no longer good use when love is the reason why