Flying away on a plane to New York City,
she's clutching her guitar like it is some kind of shield
because it takes her to a place where he cannot reach her,
but somehow I fear she's just like Dorothy in the poppy fields
and he's the wicked witch who'll break her heart again

All I need is a great big house to fall from the sky.
All I need is a bucket of water then its bye bye to that guy.

Sylvia you're flying away from me now,
and I wish I could join you on your journey to Oz.
But all I can do is stand here and clutch my guitar
wondering if you are just like Dorothy was
sleeping in the poppy fields as he is closing in.

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