Secret World - The Outfield

I’ll pull her up every night

She always sounds like a stranger

Sometimes I know that she’s there

She doesn’t answer the phone

Could this song be part of the truth

Or is she just pretending, pretending

When she’s rising, she high

In her secret world, in her secret world

We could be ships in the night

'Less we collide on this ocean

Sometimes I look into her yes

Realize nobody’s hom

There’s always been something about her

That I never should run

And she’s rising, she’s hot

In her secret world, in her secret world

When she’s out there she rides

In her secret world, in her secret world

I can see through her disguise

She never looks in a mirror

Is that a mask that she’s wearing

I’d be so intrigued to know

Even the clothes in her wardrobe

Are no indication

She could be standing there naked

It wouldn’t show

And she’s rising, she’s hot

In her secret world, in her secret world

When she’s out there she rides

In her secret world, in her secret world

And she’s rising, she’s hot

In her secret world, in her secret world

When she’s out there she rides

In her secret world, in her secret world

And she’s rising, she’s hot

In her secret world, in her secret world

When she’s out there she rides

In her secret world, in her secret world

And she’s rising, she’s hot

In her secret world, in her secret world

When she’s out there she rides

In her secret world, in her secret world