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Your heart is a February sun in the sky Secretly warm when it's cold outside Your lips are the lines drawn in the sand By the moon and tide, waves rolling in Your eyes are the blues of a twelve bar song Redemption and pain in love gone wrong Katrina, you're the world Trapped in the boredom of a mid-western girl Your hair is the gold that poor men crave That a rich man would give his first born to save Your skin is a gift from the farthest east A porcelain imprinted with a weathered relief Your blood is the story of a thousand years And it all came to this when it brought you here Katrina, you're the world Trapped in the boredom of a mid-western girl Your tears are the sea Columbus sailed All the sweat of his men and the water they bailed Your temper is a twister on a sweet sixteen Ripping through the house like a white linen sheet Your heart is the sun in the clear blue sky Washing my face with a pure white lie Katrina, you're the world Trapped in the boredom of a mid-western girl Trapped in the boredom of a mid-western girl Aus Songtexte Mania