Bird Lay Frue

She keeps all her longing and her photographs Halfway she's home while she sighs While, as I could go the other side Buried without you know why She keeps all her longing and her Photographs Happiness folded inside While, as I could go the other side Buried without you even know It is time She's the girl in the bubble, dancing, smiling by Dressing you in gold when you lie Painless as Johnny Mandell's Suicide We don't even want to know that I dream of her longing and her photographs Happiness folded inside While as I could go the other side