it's like im sleepwalking

1963: She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
1964: She's in love with me, and I feel fine.
1965: She's got a ticket to ride, and she don't care.
1966: She said, I know what it's like to be dead.
1967: She's leaving home after living alone for so many years.
1968: She's well acquainted with the touch of a velvet hand, like a lizard on a window pane...
1969: She came in through the bathroom window, protected by her silver spoon...
1970: She is standing, right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.