Testi:
Kate Earl

I'd like to tell you what I saw, The sleeping dreams of four-years-old: I stood upon the stage so tall, Sea of people floating down below And farther

My baby, he says he loves me My baby, he says he needs me so Covers me with sunshine, tucks me in with songs Every now and then, troubles come my way

Fall back into the snow. Sink deep. Bury all the troubles that you keep. Follow close to the places your heart needs. Just for a little while, just for

This pale mucha postcard brings back orange carpet We called roaches butterflies and ate our pies at Birchwood Saloon Off the only road that leaves the

Alicia stands behind me Ties black ribbon in my hair The sound of heavy boots Slowly pounding up the stairs The organ pours out slow and soothing Old

You're a porcelain doll that sits in a window You hold your breath when people walk by Safely kept behind rose-colored glass Neatly tucked beneath the

Red-eyes fly away from here every night My intentions aren?t unfair or unkind How else could I purge my heart of this pillowed dream? Arctic wind will

I know it's there -- burnin' to shine out I know it's there Itchin', scratchin' Just a shout Buried treasure safe Waiting for perfect reason Perfect

Forty below, driving on deathly icing roads Back seat is full of clothes, I gotta talk this over Run out of gas, wake a stranger up to fill my tank in