Elaine by The Flower Kings Lyrics
Here she comes again, smiling like a horse
God he was asleep on that day she was born
Riding her bike with the sun in her eyes
Finding her way in a world that still smiles
Here she comes again, dancin' like a clown
God he went astray on the day she arrived
She's stumbling ashore, like a pig in a pond
Ready to fly, now I'm ready to die
The world is a cruel affair
If you don't dance to the common beat
People are cruel Elaine, if you don't fit thе bill
Here she comеs again, dressing like a clown
God she's different, brings a smile to your face
The world is a cruel affair
If you don't dance to the common beat
People are cruel Elaine, if you don't fit the bill
Here she comes again, smiling like a horse
God he was asleep on that day she was born
Riding her bike with the sun in her eyes
Finding her way in a world that still smiles
The world is a cruel affair
If you don't dance to the common beat
People are cruel Elaine, if you don't fit the bill
The world is so cold out there
If you dance to a different beat
But people are scared, believe me Elaine
They say it's the inside that matters
That's a lie, now what a lie
Fly by strange little bird
Fly by... fly home
God he was asleep on that day she was born
Riding her bike with the sun in her eyes
Finding her way in a world that still smiles
Here she comes again, dancin' like a clown
God he went astray on the day she arrived
She's stumbling ashore, like a pig in a pond
Ready to fly, now I'm ready to die
The world is a cruel affair
If you don't dance to the common beat
People are cruel Elaine, if you don't fit thе bill
Here she comеs again, dressing like a clown
God she's different, brings a smile to your face
The world is a cruel affair
If you don't dance to the common beat
People are cruel Elaine, if you don't fit the bill
Here she comes again, smiling like a horse
God he was asleep on that day she was born
Riding her bike with the sun in her eyes
Finding her way in a world that still smiles
The world is a cruel affair
If you don't dance to the common beat
People are cruel Elaine, if you don't fit the bill
The world is so cold out there
If you dance to a different beat
But people are scared, believe me Elaine
They say it's the inside that matters
That's a lie, now what a lie
Fly by strange little bird
Fly by... fly home