aimusic.one

She walks along the concourse, shimmering blue
Her thoughts are far above me, out of view
Smiling, turning, waving, the garden city people
Acknowledging her beauty, continue to the steeple

She could have been you
Yes, she could have been you
She should have been you
How I wish she were you

[instrumental break]

She stoops to pick a flower, soft as fur
Puts it to her lips and plants it in her hair
The garden city people still thinking of her now
They can't forget her beauty, the steeple folk all vow

You should have been her
Yes, you should have been her
You could have been her
How I wish you were her

[instrumental break]

How I wish you were her

[instrumental break]

She sings to her guitar, so sensuous
Of her lover and his crafts, her genius
Smiling, turning waving, returning to her soon
To the garden city people on the moon

We could have been them
They could have been us
We should have been them
How I wish they were us.

[instrumental climax]

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Smiling, turning waving, returning to her soon
To the garden city people on the moon

[instrumental climax]

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