Hypnotized

Written by bob welch

It's the same kind of story

That seems to come down from long ago

Two friends having coffee together

When something flies by their window

It might be out on that lawn

Which is wide

At least half of a playing field

Because there's no explaining what your imagination

Can make you see and feel

Seems like a dream

They

Got me hypnotized

Now it's not a meaningless question

To ask if they've been and gone

I remember a talk about north

Carolina and a strange

Strange pond

You see the sides were like glass

In the thick of a forest without a road

And if any man's ever made that land

Then I think it would've showed

Seems like a dream

They

Got me hypnotized

They say there's a place down in mexico

Where a man can fly over mountains and hills

And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine

And he never will

Now you know it's a meaningless question

To ask if those stories are right

'Cause what matters most if the feeling

You get when you're hypnotized

Seems like a dream

They

Got me hypnotized