Cotton Mather

Lily I hope you picture me in your dreams
Put down your King James Bible
You dont need no kings
Close your eyes
Baby, Ill dry mine
Echoes through the phone
Far from this
Lily dreams on
Think back to fields of Catherine
You used to play
I swore I heard you laughing
And almost say "Pull your morals down, take away the past, and let the past be gone"
Far from this
Lily dreams on
Far from this
Lily dreams on
[ Lily Dreams On Lyrics ]