Tourist - Juliana Hatfield

She answers your questions

But everybody lies

You’re not the only one

And it’s not her first time

She lets you stay and then leaves

Like a midnight sun

When does she sleep?

You’re just a tourist in her world

You want to capture her

But you can’t find the words

You can touch her skin

But you’re blind to the light within

And in the morning she pulls off her mask

Her brown eyes green

It’s a private show

But everybody stares

She turns into a ghost

Of someone that you think you know

But you don’t

You’re just a tourist in her world