Baby doll, do you wanna livenIn a long lost meadow far awaynWith willow trees that weep all aroundnThe tall grass in which you laynnDo you want to be golden, seeing flowersnWith long green tails holding crownsnAnd smell them, sleeping while your legs meltnSoftly like the sun swells outnnStomp out fires that lash you huddlenSleeping on stilts that lean like a bottlenAnd your house is crooked and withering painfullynCreaking its beams while the wind whistles through themnAnd your time is passing so fast and yet slowlynYou get what you want in your lonely holdingnnAnd then it is raining, 'cause Halloween is comingnSo close you can smell it right against your facenAnd you're walking quickly through the wet stone citynSo loud all around you because you are latenAnd there's no disguise that it's quite fitting for younExcept in the eyes of the people you walk bynAnd there's no disguise that's so often worn by younAs the one in the eyes of the people who know you