Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
Tina Dickow
There’s a fire in your engine
There’s a light over your head
Shines with deep belief
That what you need is what you’ll get
There’s a tree in your garden
Branches strong and heavy with clues
They’re all reaching out
As if to spread the news
The world is perfect
In your head
The world is perfect
I wanna live there instead
You’ve been down at the bottom
Been to the dark side of the moon
Brought a suitcase back
Of withered seeds you’ve brought to bloom
You’ve got friends on the mountains
You’ve got friends in the deep
They’re all leaning out
They want to see what you see
The world is perfect
In your head
The world is perfect
I wanna live in your world instead
Don’t let me steal your religion
Don’t let me change your beliefs
When my deamons come to take your measure
I’ll tell them you’re not here
The world is perfect
In your head
The world is perfect
I wanna live there instead
The world is perfect
In your head
The world is perfect
I wanna live in your world instead