17 - Television Skies

She was young with the sunlight

Golden and she wore a flower dress in her emptiness

Empty in her disguise

Camera lens and the dirt in the mirror

Her body a fountain and love will steer her

Through love we undo

And she never tried this hard

But she was like a dream upon the silver screen

Held the same old love since she was seventeen

While the sunlight passes, we will too

Now imagine all this from her point of view

And she was scraping her knees in the city

No one could hold her down

No one wanted to try

Trying hard in vain

Words on paper, the dirt in the mirror

She talks like she knows that her love will steer her

Through love we undo

Oh, but she never tried this hard

She was like a dream upon the silver screen

Held the same old love since she was seventeen

While the sunlight passes, we will too

Now imagine all this from her point of view, oh

She was a friend of mine

Oh

She was a friend of mine

Oh, she was a friend

Oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh

She never tried this hard

But she was like a dream upon the silver screen

Held the same old love since she was seventeen

While the sunlight passes, we will too

Now imagine all this from her point of view

She was like a dream upon the silver screen

Held the same old love since she was seventeen

While the sunlight passes, we will too

Now imagine all this from her point of view, oh

She was a friend of mine, yeah