This is a winter story where memory lies deep
The factory of dreams prepares a night of restless sleep
Bad dreams, violent dreams
Somewhere in the mists of my childhood
Asleep, but still awake
A giant shadow covered me and melted like a snowflake
My mother could not hear me
My lips were turning blue
'Til the morning sun broke my window and rose to my rescue
A bad dream
I'm wonderin'
Where is the doorway to yesterday's secrets?
Well let me give you the woman's perspective
Ever since I was a little girl
They all said, "Don't go out alone at night
It's a hungry, dangerous world"
It's a bad dream
Bad dream
I'm wonderin'
Where is the shelter for runaway angels?
A backwoods man come down to the rodeo
With a basket full of Bibles
Then he broke into a falsetto
He goes, "Ooh (ooh), ooh (ooh)"
It's a dream
I'm wonderin'
Where is the country I promised my children?
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