Someday she will stop leaving
Maybe that will be with you.
Someday she will stay in one place
It's something she'd really like to do.

Oh, what a fairytale.
Oh, she'll never stay still.
Oh, what a fairytale.
If she won't believe it then nobody ever will.

Someday she will make the same bed
Over and over again.
Someday she she will write the letters
To all her long lost lovers and friends.
Someday she will have an address
At which to get all their replies.
Someday she will plant a garden,
And lift her head and sing to the skies.

Oh, what a fairytale.
Oh, she'll never stay still.
Oh, what a fairytale.
If she won't believe it then nobody ever will.