Testo Special Mariah

Oh, Miss Mariah, won't you please come take a stroll with me.
I'll buy you that sun dress and we'll go sit by the pond
and watch the honeysuckles blow by the stream
and we can sit and talk and just live a little.

Oh, Miss Mariah, didn't you hear what the neighbors have been saying?
You don't have a mind anymore.
Good Jesus sent you eyes but I don't believe you made it out of Kentucky.

Mariah, Mariah.
Won't you trace me the shapes of the stars?
Mariah, Mariah?
Does your brain know exactly where you are?

My daydream laps up luminosity from Jupiter,
it bleeds from the asteroids where you ate your knowledge.
And I wish I could build you the world,
and I'd train you every second to be a real girl.

And you're searching, searching for the sanity,
I'd like to think we're all fanatics.
And Mariah, Mariah beside your heart is resting the arms, my eyes are inside of you,

And I, perhaps, would follow you.
We were the optimists,
and heavy birds and unswerving bees,
they helped us to Heaven and back.
To Heaven and back because you had it unfairly.