I Want My Tears Back
The treetops, the chimneys, the snowbed stories, winter greyWildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat
A railroad across waters, the scent of grandfatherly loveBlue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly's wings
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere's dear Alice knocking on the doorWhere's the trapdoor that takes me thereWhere the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere are the sleepless nights I used to live forBefore the years take meI wish to seeThe lost in me
I want my tears backI want my tears back now
A ballet on a grove, still growing young all aloneA rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere's dear Alice knocking on the doorWhere's the trapdoor that takes me thereWhere the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere are the sleepless nights I used to live forBefore the years take meI wish to seeThe lost in me
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere are the sleepless nights I used to live forBefore the years take meI wish to seeThe lost in me
I want my tears backI want my tears back now
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere are the sleepless nights I used to live forBefore the years take meI wish to seeThe lost in me
Where is the wonder where's the aweWhere are the sleepless nights I used to live forBefore the years take meI wish to seeThe lost in me
I want my tears backI want my tears back now