Someday she will stop leaving maybe that will be with you. Someday she will stay in one place it's something she'd really like to do.
Oh, what a fairytale. Oh, she'll never stay still. Oh, what a fairytale. If she won't believe it then nobody ever will.
Someday she will make the same bed over and over again. Someday she she will write the letters to all her long lost lovers and friends. Someday she will have an address at which to get all their replies. Someday she will plant a garden, and lift her head and sing to the skies.
Oh, what a fairytale. Oh, she'll never stay still. Oh, what a fairytale. If she won't believe it then nobody ever will.
