I saw a foreign movie
at my girlfriend's place last night
through smooth pictures in a
dream of black and white
saw this girl with the clean soul
of a maharani queen
she reminded me of someone
I know
the lines she was reading
seemed to reach just this man
though her painted lips hung
words I couldn't understand
and a I turned out the station
swear she spoke to me alone
she said 'please, ain't it time you
come home'
for the doorway I started
light headed and heavyhearted
can't move on, can't get through
I just can't get my mind around you
I could feel myself falling,
it's my spirit that's been cut
torn through shattered muscle to
put the ginger in my blood
now my baby calls me,
and my name falls down like rain
'cause I'm back in your soft
smile again
and on my soul you wage your war
with your nerve gas and your
mortar
and I can't fight, I can't move
I just can't get my mind around you