She dreams of (Nothing)
The church, dreams
She dreams of (Nothing)
The church, dreams

She was wearing, she was wearing, she was wearing gold
So tell me something, tell me something I haven't been told
True life
She was wearing, she was wearing, she was wearing gold
So tell me something, tell me something I haven't been told
True life

You don't even grasp the zipper
You won't еven ask the question
Deep down, undеrstand
Bodies talk with shaking hands
Dirt bones, stolen land
Spell a story, so hellbent
You don't even grasp the zipper
You won't even ask the question
Heaven, can I
Make it, recreate it
Bend and shape it 'til it ends again, again?

You never get it
You never get it when you want it
Though I feel this way
Though I feel this way
Oh, baby
Though I feel this way
Though I feel this
I think I'm gonna put the the names in a hat
She dreams of
She was wearing, she was wearing, she was wearing gold
So tell me something, tell me something
Tell me something, tell me something
Tell me something, tell me something
You don't even grasp the zipper
You won't even, you won't even
You see, you're not happy
Tell me something, tell me something
Tell me something, tell me something
Tell me something, tell me something
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me something, tell me something
Tell me something, tell me something
Tell me something, tell me something