Me And Jane Doe – Charlotte GainsbourgBy If I had my wayI’d cross the desert to the seaLearn to speak in tongues somethingThat makes sense to you and meI’d like to unplug the phoneSending messages with a mirrorStand on the old plateauWith a satellite dish and Geronimo’s ghostDown in the Rio Del SolI sunk my suitcase aloneFiled up the AmazonWith snakes and vines and ropes for my clothesMe And Jane Doe and RousseauWe’ve got nowhere to goWalking through cactus and stonesDown in the city so coldShining like razors in the sunYou can go there anytime that you likeAnd try to find happiness from a gun www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20