Letra de Song Up In Her Head

The Virgin Mary All dressed in blue Sings My First Lover For an audience of two The New York boy All dressed in black Old leather boots Old souls intact Time moves forward And time moves back Like a mixed up engineer On an endless railroad track Miles to go From me to you From a town that gets old To the city that’s new This flame burns brighter With every poem read This bird flies higher With a song up in her head Time moves slow And time moves fast Oh, the future now Will soon be past