Upbeat, pop song with an edge - female vocals with lots of layers.
Music and lyrics by Myrna Marcarian
Produced by Dave Cushing and Myrna Marcarian
Snodome Studios
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This is a song about inspiration and love - love that keeps you alive and kicking and searching for the thing that keeps you going!
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Baby's got blue rivers running through her hair,
In the middle of winter.
She's been sleeping under the stairs,
She's got something goin' on.
She's like a clear blue light,
Washing over you,
Like a beacon in the night,
She shines on and on and on.
In the morning, she comes into your bed,
Lays her head on your pillow,
Dreams of winter, are runnin' all through your head,
She plants her kiss, and then she's gone.
Like a clear blue light,
Washing over you,
Like a beacon in the night,
She shines on, and on, and on.
It's just like, laughing at the wailing wall.
It's just like, sleeping at the bottom of the deep blue sea,
It's just like, dancing with the devil's daughter,
It's just like, walking on water.
It's just like her
To want to cross over
To want to cross over the river to you.
Baby's got red ribbons all over the floor,
She's been dreaming of Venus.
It's just like, laughing at the wailing wall
It's just like, sleeping at the bottom of the deep blue sea.
It's just like, dancing with the devil's daughter.
It's just like, walking on water.
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