Pretty Lady of Circumstances

They say she's coming back again
Falling from the sky
With her yellow distorted air
And her freedom eyes

Running out for to see her hands
Gathering their souls
I don't care about them anyway
I don't wanna go

I'll stay in my room all day long
Listening to Pink Floyd sing of an eiderdown
What it means I don't know
Watch them go... again

Pretty lady of circumstances
Come on home
Lights wont follow you anywhere
Now your song is old

Aren't you tired of living this way ?
Taking your clothes off
Wearing them back again ...
Don't you want to exchange you ways
For something else ?
So change