She went running
Paper ticket in hand
A pair of iron wings
Took her to another land
Took her to another land
Oh, there's a thick fog hanging
Oh, there's a black dog howling
In my garden
He went running
Green bottle in hand
Slumped in his kitchen
Took him to another land
Took him to another land
Oh, there's a thick fog hanging
Oh, there's a black dog howling
In my garden
I went running
From faith and fear
But it came coming
Did you think I wouldn't find you here?
Did you think I wouldn't find you here?
You silly little girl
You silly little girl
You silly little girl