Tekster: Meryn Cadell. Cristina.

Have you seen her taking pennies from the dish in the store
she always wears a compass, people ask her what it's for
she just laughs her own laugh;
she used to tell her story but they told her it was lies
She calls the other people on the subway platform sheep
She sleeps on unfolded maps on the floor
That's so when she wakes up she's gonna know where she is
She's got hands that talk in her sleep.
Have you see her? She'll watch for herself all night.
Cristina ? Cristina's got nobody and nobody's all right
the quiet private plan of where and how to spend the night
Don't give her advice and don't try to save her life
She says, "life is like a sugar pack" and then
she pours it on the tracks, how does she know that.
Sometimes they pick her up with their sweeping compound
Just a bit of eager maintenance leaves her lying on the ground
Outside somewhere, her stuff in disarray but
Cristina's got a compass so it's going to be okay.
I think I love her
though she doesn't talk much to me
Sometimes she doesn't talk at all
She's says I've got seven senses and she's only got three
She says out phone is disconnected and that makes sense to me.
Have you see her? She'll watch for herself all night.
Cristina ? Cristina's got nobody and nobody's all right
the quiet private plan of where and how to spend the night
Don't give her advice and don't try to save her life
She says, "life is like a sugar pack" and then
she pours it on the tracks, how does she know that