When I Get There / Maya Isacowitz
Winterland, tell me all your secrets Fill me in on your wildest moments Colored trees your yellow leaves move me Dancing roofs your painted red shakes the room When I get there I'll let my feet roam When I get there I'll break in your arms, I'll lose control When I get there I'll know the answer Let me know, let me know When I get closer Winterland, you’re my sailing ship Count me in when you head for your trip Right out of this wicked black and into bright sand Straight towards the warm sun and into his hands Winterland, whisper in my ear Make my troubles all disappear Way beyond this wicked black, I'll feel the soft sand Right under the warm sun and in his hands Let me know when I get closer Open up the sky for me When you say I'll dig much deeper I will shout- loud When I get there I'll know the answer Let me know, let me know When I get closer When I get closer Will I get closer Will I get closer
