Mary - Carte Postale

Doors are closed, days dawn,

everyone is sleeping,

A little room, an open light

you are still weeping.

You want to walk, you want to move,

you want to be a dreamer,

but then you’re looking to yourself,

you’re feeling like a sinner.

Mary, you don’t have to weep no more,

don’t you know that life’s too short,

open up your eyes

and come now with me.

Mary, your eyes are like the open sea,

will you swim in life with me,

open up your eyes

and come now with me!

Day walks,

life shows

that she won’t be waiting

night falls,

dream goes

your smile is fading.

A distant life,

A distant voice

A dream that is forgotten,

A tear from your pretty eyes

like golden star is falling.

Mary, you don’t have to weep no more,

don’t you know that life’s too short,

open up your eyes

and come now with me!

Mary, your eyes are like the open sea,

will you swim in life with me,

open up your eyes

and come now with me!