Juliana Hatfield
"Tourist"


She answers your questions
But everybody lies
You're not the only one
And it's not her first time
She lets you stay and then leaves
Like a midnight sun
When does she sleep?

You're just a tourist in her world
You want to capture her
But you can't find the words
You can touch her skin
But you're blind to the light within

And in the morning she pulls off her mask
Her brown eyes green
It's a private show
But everybody stares
She turns into a ghost
Of someone that you think you know
But you don't