This is the first you've spoke of it In your black, magic house, in a cold, damp attic Two windows stare at us like eyes Behind them, December's dark, early morning sky And a couple of dead trees ♪ With their ornamental stars ♪ I thought by now that I figured your head out Until now, I thought I figured your body out So, please help me to understand ♪ Because I love you more than anyone I wonder in what fields today you're chasing dragonflies at play My little lost girl, so far away ♪ I wonder in what fields today you're chasing dragonflies at play My little lost girl, so far away ♪ This is the first you've This is the first you've spoke of it This is the first you've This is the first you've spoke of it