There are poems in her soul
Unexpressed little symphonies
But no one digs deep enough
No excavations into her fields of dreams
Sometimes she longs for a spirit to rise
She knows that its buried way down inside
Deep in her interior, there's a girl who waits
For some close attention, for that loving gaze
Is Ella dreaming again?
Back/rushing/running/sinking/ascending in the realm where reality ends
Is she out in her carriage again?
Going to the ball where all the men know call out her name
The day dabbles at her soul
She simmers quietly on remote control
And no man looks her way
No one blushes when he speaks to them
Sometimes she feels his presence in her room
Could he have broken deep into her tomb
A lone adventurer who can shine a light
Into her darkness
Into her turbid night
Is Ella dreaming again?
Out in the realm where reality ends
Off in her carriage again?
Going to the ball where the men know her name
If there were drugs that were strong enough
I would put her to sleep so she would never get up
If there were drugs that were reliable enough
I would inject her myself so she would never wake up
There's never been a human being
Who has been keen to get close to her
They all come but then they go
Before she can unveil herself
Sometimes she longs for a spirit to rise
She knows that its buried way down inside
Deep in her interior there's a girl who waits
For some close attention, for that loving gaze
Is Ella dreaming again?
Out in the realm where reality ends
She off in her carriage again?
Going to the ball where the men know her name
Is Ella dreaming again?
Out in the weeds where reality ends
Is she out for the count again?
Picking up love from another realm
If there were drugs that were strong enough
I would put her to sleep so she would never get up
If there were drugs that were reliable enough
I would inject her myself so she would never wake up
Who will find the love in her eyes?