Gallerina

Gallerina
Gallerina
Hangs a painting in the old arena
As graceful
As a ballerina
In a pirouette, the Gallerina
I was hoping you’d keep me hanging in the gallery
But you blew away with the leaves down la rue Saint-Denis
Gallerina, of gallerinas
Just a hammer and a nail between us
When I find you’re on my mind
The memories slip away a little more each time
I could think about you until I fall asleep at night
I would dream about you until the moment I awake
Gallerina, Gallerina
For all I know you’ve moved to Argentina
When I find you’re on my mind
The memories slip away a little more each time
Were you just a dream I had?
Gallerina…