She's a mystery, sci-fi story
Beaming her thoughts from Mars
She is hiding, a curious heart
From all that's lost
He's on a journey, to the painting
She once drew alone
Her smile ain't fair, but he's waiting
For the train to board
He'll write her a song now, her face in the foreground
It's pouring with rain but he don't care
He'll run through the fields, trample flowers that steal
The beauty of everything that she has let him bear
If for one moment, their pride is unbroken
Nature will marvel at the masquerade
Disguises have fallen, words are unspoken
History repeats itself again
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 4:26 AM UTC
She's a mystery, sci-fi story
Beaming her thoughts from Mars
She is hiding, a curious heart
From all that's lost
He's on a journey, to the painting
She once drew alone
Her smile ain't fair, but he's waiting
For the train to board
He'll write her a song now, her face in the foreground
It's pouring with rain but he don't care
He'll run through the fields, trample flowers that steal
The beauty of everything that she has let him bear
If for one moment, their pride is unbroken
Nature will marvel at the masquerade
Disguises have fallen, words are unspoken
History repeats itself again
