She puts me in a spin
Don't know if I'm head or tails
I just know I should be coming in
But I keep going out watch the whales
It's a life that's a mystery in
What she means to me is like a hall of mirrors
And I get lost when I walk in
I think I'm seeing me, but it's her that's clearer
I would like a mountain scene
Or a volcano that's exploding
Then at least I'd know where I'll be
Instead of lost in this geography of despairing
Can you give me a golden key
One to the dress that you are wearing
Because I'd like to unlock the door
And then I'd know how we were faring
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