Interpret:

Lisa Mitchell

Album:

Wonder

You see these red wine lips?
I didn’t dream up this
Out on suburban curbs
I’m always restless first


But when the truth is told;
We’re all dreamers you know
I’ve always wanted more
than I could ever hold


And I know that it’s a fine line
But I know that I’ve got time


Oh, how could a steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?


Remember we had it all
Every belle and ball
But just all ever
I wanted more


And well I sure got that
Yeah I killed that cat
But I hope one fine day
I’ll stop looking back


And I know that it’s a fine line
Oh I know it’s a high wire


Oh, how could a steeple made of innocence
Oh golden arch
Burning heart


Oh, steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?


You see these red wine lips?
I didn’t dream up this
Out on suburban curbs
I’m always restless first


But when the truth is told;
We’re all dreamers you know
I’ve always wanted more
Than I could ever hold


And I know that it’s a fine line
Oh I know it’s a high wire


Oh, how could a steeple made of innocence
Oh golden arch
Burning heart


Oh, steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?