My Baby Doll

My baby doll smells like winter on a summer day.
And when I fall, I drown in the spring where the mermaids play.

One afternoon, locked in the cellar where desire hides,
I heard a voice begging to go out where the horseman rides.

My baby doll smells like summer on a winter day.
And when I fall, I drown in the spring where the mermaids play.

Falling through space, dreaming of a crash on a desert isle,
Air rushes by. I trust I’m as safe as a beloved child.

My baby doll tastes like winter on a summer day.
And when I fall, I drown in the spring where the mermaids play.

Come with me now, straight into the thicket dark.
Dance with the Dead. Create a life with a copper spark.

My baby doll tastes like summer on a winter day.
And when I fall, I drown in the spring where the mermaids play.

My Baby Doll

Copyright 2005 NADJA MUSIC Reinaldo GarcĂ­a
Monterey, CA October 24, 2004