Eliza McCartney
What were my dreams?
Buried in things
Would the child that I was
Be upheld in all these?
I will wake up
The childish dreams within me
And leap
Look to the skies
What a surprise!
The child of the long white cloud
Bronzed on the rise
Your makeup
Has much to speak to me
You fly
Oh! Eliza! How you hold the dreams of us all in your hands
Buried in things
Would the child that I was
Be upheld in all these?
I will wake up
The childish dreams within me
And leap
Look to the skies
What a surprise!
The child of the long white cloud
Bronzed on the rise
Your makeup
Has much to speak to me
You fly
Oh! Eliza! How you hold the dreams of us all in your hands
Credits
Writer(s): Kerry Logan
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