In the Meadow

Girl in a uniform Grey and white and crisp, clean How can I live in your world Of strawberry flowers And colourful hours Lovingly I dust all the dust on your shelf Kiss the mirror clean Where you glance at yourself I know what to do Maybe a letter I'll send From underground and wait to be found out Lovingly I press out the ink on the page Carefully I'd scent it In stock from the meadow It is dark... in the meadow It is dark... in the meadow It is dark... in the meadow I spill it all as I pour Red wine will stain... remember There's none for the little girl blue Who lives down the stairs And loves like the stars But I must not forget That I am what I am And you must not forget That you are who you are It is dark... in the meadow It is dark... in the meadow It is dark... in the meadow It is dark...