She's a gentle bell, she's a cat eye
A gold breath on a wire
Sing soft sail in the other room
A red hot cleansing fire

And my cold feet warm in a straight line
Dancing Spanish hands
And all my heart retires far early
Away the foreign land, away these foreign lands

She's a yellow girl, she's a sunflower
A thin wind, well mind lead
Glass like sea for miles and miles
A book to love to read

And the long haul rolling on the shadow side
Regardless where I stand
And all my heart retires far early
Away these foreign lands, all away the foreign lands

Now mark these days of that constant fade
Wilt among the wars
Big ones, we all suffer from
The small ones, mine, of yours

Now I'll throw no coin on grand design
I cannot understand
And all my heart retires far early
Away the foreign land, away these foreign lands

Now let kind words surround her mind
And gift her sorrow flight
Give the new eyed sleep of babes
Then let her softly rise

To see the morning brush the blinds
Behind no greater plan
And all my heart retires far early
Away these foreign lands, all away these foreign lands
Away these foreign lands