Mary
Patrick Watson
As she walks through the door
With her hair in the wind
She's my golden girl
In a beautiful world,
with her hair in the wind
she's my go there girl
There goes Mary walkin' down on a sunny road to Heaven
passin' right past all the gods with a smile and a short remark
She looks back once and she laughs out loud
She turns her head and she gets back
To the original mission
There's a castle built on the clouds
Just like mama used to read to you about
She walks out to the door, a strange noise twists open
And the wind changed her smile with precision
Then a man walks out the door
Takes her hand and says he wants to see more
Shakes her head and she turns away
Shakes another and she flies away
'Cause all she's lookin' for is a place
A place where everything's okay
Place where she can rest her head
And all she's lookin' for is a place
Rest her head...
Rest her head...
Rest her head...
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