She lives inside a glass house across the lane The walls are full of photographs she saved All the children wave on their way to school They’ve seen every film she ever made
Something inside her is burning out Something just wants to shout
Somebody somewhere will change your mind Somebody somewhere
Her boyfriend’s got a flat inside the country house At night he posts some pictures of the Mayor He never calls to find out if she’s all alone He never stops to wonder if she’s there
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On the shelf lies a dusty old pocketbook Inside are all the friends she used to know
Something inside her is burning out Something just wants to shout