Maid in China

Take your time 'cause I no longer want it here

No, it's not where I am

Spinning into te fields of potentiality

Though it's not where you are

It's not who I am

Privatize your alarm 'cause you don't want a morning

It's not who you are

They're in your ups

Between your downs

Behind your charm

And anywhere

Strangers give you every day

They're soaked in truth

When beauty bends

These are the salts

Of innocence

Oh, they'll mend your everyday