Standing in a corn field, hat in your hand, the wind is whipping at the weather vane Just a young girl in a big wide world, the days seem to last forever I pull up on a tractor, an old John Deere, smile, and offer up some water The clouds are rolling, the corn is growing, the kids are playing by the chicken shed Then I wake up in our apartment, and we're down on the lower east side You tell me what you dreamed about, it keeps me up all night You tell me your dreams, I give you my heart You tell me your dreams, I give you my heart Flying down a staircase, a cat in your arms, a man is crouching by the living room There's blood in his eyes, and no place to hide, just you and him You're floating above it, just out of his reach, he smiles and looks just like your brother The cat is purring, the carpet's burning, and the walls close in Then I wake up in my apartment, and I'm far from the lower east side You call me on the telephone and keep me up all night
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