I was a little girl..

I was a little girl
Alone in my little world
Who dreamed of a little home for me
I played pretend between the trees
And fed my houseguests bark and leaves
And laughed in my pretty bed of green

I had a dream
That I could fly
From the highest swing
I had a dream

Long walks in the dark
Through woods grown behind the park
I asked God who I'm supposed to be

Now I'm old and feeling gray
I don't know what's left to say
About this life

Who in the world do i think that i am..

Pretending to be myself again..

acting as if I was who I am..

wearing the clothes that I always wear..

and doing the usual thing to my hair..

pretending to be myself again..

imitating the person I've always been..

legally changing my name to my name..

and making believe I'm exactly the same..

A bunny in a bunny suit..

tiger in a tiger mask..

who in the world do you think that I am..

I suppose it depends on who you ask..

Of all the disguises I've ever worn..

I flatter myself in the most sincere form..

still I'm kept at a distance by friends..

for just pretending to be myself again..

A bunny in a bunny suit..

vampire with plastic teeth..

who in the world do I think that I am..

I guess it depends on who I believe..

I've got a plan, I've got an atlas in my hands..

Take me to the docks, there's a ship without a name
It is sailing to the middle of the sea
The water there is deeper than anything you've ever seen
...Jump right in and swim until you freeze

I will remember your face
'Cause I am still in love with that place
But when the stars are the only things we share
Will you be there?

Money came like rain to your hands while you were waiting
For that cold long promise to appear
People in the churches started singing above their hands
They say "My God is a good God and he cares"

I will remember your face
'Cause I am still in love with that place
When the stars are the only things we share
Will you be there?

I've got a plan
I've got an atlas in my hands
I'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons that I've learned

Better pack your bags and run,
Or stay until the job is done,
Or maybe you could sit and hope,
That providence will fray the rope.

And sink like a stone
Or go it alone

And isn't it enough
For you?
Isn't it enough?

You've made all the big mistakes
But duty and love isn't what it takes
You are the tender of what you know
Better murder the dream and go..