And then I woke up far away,
In a house I owned, with barely any clothes on
And a tousled head beside me.
I was filthy as a mad woman,
Guilty as a bad person.
Oh, the night was young and free,
And I cried, when I began to see.
I woke up in a fantasy.
I ran barefoot down the halls
Of a farm house in Vermont
Or was it Portland?
I have never been before
(or so I thought)
I knew exactly where to find
What little peace I had in mind.
Who’d’ve thought my wandering eye
Would carry me
Over so much land and sea
And wake me in a fantasy?
There your hands go
Where they know they shouldn’t be,
Caught in a cookie jar.
Your fists aren’t threatening.
In the dark I roll you,
Pour my heart into the room.
No one hears me, no one at all.
Oh, pity me.
What a wretched thing to be,
Woken from a fantasy.
- 专辑:Mystery Prize
- 歌手:Rebecca Loebe
- 歌曲:Land & Sea