Johnny Dowd - Rita lyrics
rate meEverywhere she goes, she feels at her place
She looks in the mirror, can’t recognize her own face
She … and she never smiles
She some capture, once it was wild
Rita’s a beauty, another must
She wishes to be, but cannot
She hates the eyes, that on her are crying
She’s an equation, that cannot be explained
She is a portrait, …find in a frame
Of the perfection she’s so ashamed
Rita’s a beauty, another must
She wishes to be, but cannot
Some dream of apple, that hang from the tree
Some dream of floods, where rivers are free
She dreams a closet, she hangs like a dress
No one to see her, no one to impress
Rita’s a beauty, another must
She wishes to be, but cannot.
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