Hollie Hobbie

Duration

5:21

Genres

Singer/Songwriter

Description

Lyrics

when I was 9 I thought I’d be a Prairie Girl with a degree seven kids and a career book signings and a record deal a Tony on the shelf I used to think my life would be a modern Mayberry chairs creaking as they rock knowing everybody on the block hey, Joe! or maybe Woodstock queen of folk rock or maybe bright lights, big city where life is real and hard and gritty wandering through the park watching my breath rise through the dark but no maybe joan of ark God, i just want to make my mark i burn but i don’t want to go like that here I sit at 39 my head is fuzzy from the wine still I’m desperate to find the picture of that little girl blue dress, all calico and twirls arms thrown open to the sky always asking why i was always asking why i drink her health and go to bed but I can’t sleep, so i walk instead i wander through the dark i wonder who lives on my block and what they know innocence is never really lost it’s just the cost of living i pour a fresh glass of wine it’s not enough to look behind i know the mirror’s where i’ll find the afterimage of that little girl blue dress, all calico and twirls arms thrown open to the sky always asking why i’ll keep on asking why we’re never who we thought we’d be but is that such a tragedy sure, some dreams go unlived but i know so much more than i did my dreams and me, we’ve got more to give we’re scarred, but beautiful