pop
bowie
80s
Lyrics
Her name is Josephine and her man ran away pretty recently
Now she picks up orange leaves from under the tree
And says they know just when to die
Do you know I’ve heard her sing
I was walking by one evening
Her window was open
No, we’ve never spoken
Fervid dreams can wake the dead
I hear a voice inside my head
There’s a breeze in my awning
But what name should I be calling?
Her name is Josephine and her man ran away pretty recently
Now she picks up orange leaves from under the tree
And says they know just when to die
Her name is Josephine and she’s my fleeting new reality
And she lives with her parents but she comes to me
When all the world is quiet
What kind of man would run from her
A real dolt I’m sure
She must have fallen for a clown
But someday soon, she’ll come around
I’m not very poetic
My words sound like cheap confetti
Would she cast her net in my sea?
Would she want to catch me?
Her name is Josephine and her man ran away pretty recently
Now she picks up orange leaves from under the tree
And says they know just when to die
Her name is Josephine and she’s my fleeting new reality
And she lives with her parents but she comes to me
When all the world is quiet