I saw her footprints on the sea
I knew her eyes were watching me
So I ventured further in my mind
In the hope that I would find
"Tangerine trees and marmalade skies, and
Plasticine porters with looking glass ties"
My mind had formed a mental prison
I cried aloud, no one would listen
Then, floating through the heavy mist
My vision took a sudden twist
"Tangerine trees and marmalade skies, and
Plasticine porters with looking glass ties"
Empty people stood in grey
Children laughing far away
An empty courtyard wept alone
Rain lashed down on darkened stone
An empty courtyard wept alone
Rain lashed down on darkened stone
"Tangerine trees and marmalade skies, and
Plasticine porters with looking glass ties"
"Tangerine trees and marmalade skies, and
Plasticine porters with looking glass ties"
A crystal glove points to the door
A threshold I had crossed before
On turning back, all I could see
Were her footprints on the sea
