Mad Girl's Love Song
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I lift my lids and all is born again
I think I made you up inside my head
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red
And arbitrary blackness gallops in
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I should have loved a thunderbird instead
At least when spring comes they roar back again
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I think I made you up inside my head
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane
I think I made you up inside my head
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade
Exit seraphim and Satan's men
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I should have loved a thunderbird instead
At least when spring comes they roar back again
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I think I made you up inside my head
I fancied you'd return the way you said
But I grow old and I forget your name
I think I made you up inside my head
I should have loved a thunderbird instead
At least when spring comes they roar back again
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I think I made you up inside my head
I lift my lids and all is born again
I think I made you up inside my head
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red
And arbitrary blackness gallops in
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I should have loved a thunderbird instead
At least when spring comes they roar back again
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I think I made you up inside my head
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane
I think I made you up inside my head
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade
Exit seraphim and Satan's men
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I should have loved a thunderbird instead
At least when spring comes they roar back again
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I think I made you up inside my head
I fancied you'd return the way you said
But I grow old and I forget your name
I think I made you up inside my head
I should have loved a thunderbird instead
At least when spring comes they roar back again
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead
I think I made you up inside my head
Credits
Writer(s): Sylvia Plath
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