Pretty Lady Of Circumstances

They say she's coming back again

Falling from the sky

With her yellow distorted air

And her freedom eyes

Running out for to see her hands

Gathering their souls

I dont care about them anyway

I dont wanna go

I'll stay in my room all day long

Listening to Pink Floyd sing of an eiderdown

What it means I dont know...

Watch them go

Again

Pretty lady of circumstances

Come on home

Lights won't follow you anywhere

Now your song is old

Arent you tired of living this way ?

Taking your clothes off

Waring them back again ...

Dont you want to exchange you ways

For something else ?

So change