Moi Caprice Drama Queen
your name will ring a bell again tonight.
another plane went by and left a white line in the sky
above you.
and your room felt like a cell again last night.
when you've seen the ocean disappear in a rear view
mirror, the meaning of it all won't become much
clearer.
you drama queen...
you coiled up in your shell with dreams of flight.
the sun hit the bay in coast town far away, while you
were yawning.
the memory of motels was sparkling bright.
when you've seen the sun getting nearer from the edge
of the pier, the meaning of it all won't become much
clearer.
you drama queen...
(home's not where the heart is)
you drama queen...
so lonely planet's guide to hell was right:
there's no such yearning as a heart that keeps burning
with a great fire.
the word farewell is a soft taste of delight.
i saw faces disappear through a mist of tears, but the
meaning of it all just seemed clearer and clearer.
you drama queen...
(home's not where the heart is)
you drama queen...
(heart is where that part is that feels the least like
home.)
this is not yet where the world ends,
this is a new part we'll have to comb.
another begins where this map ends,
this is why we cannot go back home.
this is not yet where the world ends,
this is a new part we'll have to comb.
another begins where this map ends,
this is why we cannot go back home.
you drama queen...
(home's not where the heart is)
you drama queen...
(the heart is where that part is that feels the least
like home.)
my love is the parts of the atlas i have yet to roam.
