This is told by a cat.
I used to dance like a gypsy queen--
raven hair and eyes of green.
The harder I danced, the brighter the sun.
That was before the colors ran away.
Guy in the sky, if you even care,
send an angel to your kids down here.
Don't know what to believe;
guess I've been deceived.
If you're not gonna come, than I'm gonna leave.
CHORUS:
Nails and knives,
bet your lives,
bet I've got an electric spine.
Just one move
and you fall into
fall into the green,
into the green.
Gray in my hair--callous-crusted feet,
wearing an air of despair and defeat.
I paged your office but you weren't at home.
You leave us alone; you leave us alone.
CHORUS
Did you burn yourself doing dishes when
you were thinking about me?
Decide I wasn't worth your time
and carry on without me?
I won't sleep in a chandelier
while you're living on Cloud Nine.
I've got more power in my paw
than the hand of the divine.
CHORUS
You think I don't dream
but I'm not what I seem.
I'm not a washed up dancer;
I'm just falling into the green
