She is greater than the ocean
But she fits into the cup of my hand
She is so many things at once
You don’t play poker
With a girl like that;
She always holds four kings
But in the morning
When we wake up – she and I
There is so much
Dew on the sheets
But in the morning
When we wake up (word can also mean to arouse) – both of us
We have great big
Circles under our eyes
She puts pink (lipstick) on her lips (play on the word rose)
And flowers on the end of her fingers (in the sense of colour)
She has no need to cheat for that;
The sky is clear when she gets up
Then dark when she goes away;
When she leaves with my dreams in her arms
But in the morning
When we wake up – she and I
There is so much
Dew on the sheets
But in the morning
When we wake up – both of us
We have great big
Circles under our eyes
I know she is hiding her guitars
At the bottom of a wardrobe of dolls
Along with the beginning of our story
And the tatters of her past
And in each one of her footprints
I place my feet
Without knowing where she will take me
But I haven’t much to fear
From her doll-like body
We have so much to share
But in the morning
When we wake up – she and I
There is so much
Dew on the sheets
But in the morning
When we wake up – both of us
We have great big
Circles under our eyes
She is greater than the ocean
But she fits into the cup of my hand
She is so many things at once
You don’t play poker
With a girl like that;
She is greater than the ocean
But she fits into the cup of my hand
She is so many things at once
You don’t play poker
With a girl like that;