Don't want to be your victim
Or your survivor
Don't want to be your coffee maker, maker
Or your deep soul diver
But when the rain is running
Off the roof
I'll do anything for you
Don't want to be your little girl
Don't want to be your mama
Don't want you to be my little girl
Or my Madonna
But when the rain is running
Off the roof
I'll do anything for you
Some girls dream of ballerinas
Some of supermen
Some boys dream of marrying presidents
Me, I'm kind of winging it
On a visionary ear
Wish you could hear it
The way I hear
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