I sang the first line and the rest just sort of followed.
Lyrics
She's got a dream
that keeps her awake at night
And through it all
it's just another sacrifice
The fine crocheted linens that
lie on her bed
cover up the stones
from which her heart
has bled
And if I had to guess
I'd say she's a little bit wrong
but too far in to be
too far gone
It's a river deep and wide
that flows through her mind
In the corner of her eyes
you can see the storm inside
Where the lines have all been shaped
to a fine look of grace
No one knows the cost
or the price that she pays
To keep the brittle smile
upon her face
The fine crocheted linens that
lie on her bed
cover up the stones
from which her heart
has bled
And if I had to guess
I'd say she's a little bit wrong
but too far in too be
too far gone
There's no one there to see her
as she goes on display
For every single bruised
and broken breath she takes
In the mirror is a captive bird
a prisoner of the skies
The dream that awakened her
is slowly slippng by
Before she has the chance
to fly
The fine crocheted linens that
lie on her bed
cover up the stones
from which her heart
has bled
And if I had to guess
I'd say she's a little bit wrong
but too far in too be
too far gone
She's got a dream
that keeps her awake at night
And through it all
it's just another sacrifice
