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You`ve got this little fantasy
involving a revolving door
You`ve got no itch for the train tracks
You ask me what that suitcase is for
And I can feel the earth in your eyes
when they look upon me
I wish I could stay rooted under these open skies
but I like the way the earth moves me.
Do you remember sweet Saginaw
your first ride on a train
with your head out the window
and your timid little tongue
just tasting the rain
and your feet tapping the toerest
this is the rhythm I began to live with
and there were no superhero powers
and no mind control games
it was just your eyes in the morning
and their warm save gleam
I have been blessed.
My penny jar gets me just south of Charleston
where the cabbie drops me off at the curb
he says I could get you all the way to New York
if you had the money and a little nerve
But the phone booth is singing me a song
and I am sailing away
I say I know I will get farther
but probably not today
And I see a seagull
in ruins on the sidewalk
his feathers are all cloggin up the drainway
all white and wet and lost
but this is no signal
yes i`ve seen it all before
my body`s screaming for your tidepool
but ah the skyline, the open door
I have been blessed.
You know I still get your letters
the ones with the lingering women
but the empty home
and I know I can fill up those spaces
but right now I`m better off alone
because I am just your kind of woman
I am just your kind of girl
I just wanted to tear open the porthole
I wanted to see the world