|
|
Mary, Mary like to dream all day
When cold eyes would pull her
Down to the ground. Oh, yeah
She'd say, "Why, oh why has the world such pain
When you and I could take some time and float away"
But the days got hard as time slipped by
And it just didn't seem fair
How she'd treat me during those times
Oh, there's no reason
Mary don't you understand?
In her eyes shined a far off light
When she looked back on days
When everything was alright
She said, "Life's a stream of broken dreams
And I'd hate some day
To think what might have been."
Mary, don't you understand?
|
