Atlanta

She lives in a bungalow She kills me with rosegarden thorns She waits for me My love is unusual It's painted with roses and thorns with her I'm complete She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me Visions of Mexico seduce me It goes to my head so carefully Memories of candles and incense And all of these things remember these She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me She comforts me when the candles blow out the cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet The laughter's all gone but the memories are mine The Mexican princess is out of my life She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me