Oooooh He says I'd like to turn myself, as he stares into the windowpane And if only I could be myself, but I'm sure you'd do the same to me I was only a guest that she wanted, it was more than that that he flaunted It's a way to you, Away, to you So he pleaded, she needed to be herself And he dipped into his wishing well At any moment, any moment the sounds of the midnight train Could be the mating call of his whippoorwill Should he wait cause his father had drinks too much Had his paint thinner laced with his sleeping pills He'll find a way, to you Away, to you So he dreamed away Away And from these small streets And to where they lead And the holes that bleed From where he beats me Cause of these stained sheets Where she dreamed away And from her small tower Every hour seemed to take the day And so she dreamed away Oh, baby don't you that you're good enough? Baby, don't you think that you're bright enough? Baby, don't you think that you're good enough? Baby, don't you think that you're good enough? Don't you think that you think that you're good enough, for you?