Wynona

Wynona, I saw you clutchin' tree tops Sharing your body with the sky I saw you giving lessons to an actress As I waited in the next room For the small of the back of your neck Wynona, when I close my eyes I can open them onto you Wynona, I worship your wind I honor your shadow Our distance is a mess As your hands are modest, as your face is velvet As our heart is imagined So don't wake me, don't wake me Oh, Wynona, when I'm dreaming My rivers flow to your sea