Lyrics:

I planned a dream inside a dream
With your uncle
A fisherman who died
The oracle of the Maritimes

Too cloudy to see fireworks
We would ride
A chest of drawers into the waves
His granite hand held mine

I asked him how to tell you
How much I could love you
'Cause I've never been so sure of anything

Sometimes I feel so beautiful
It's strange
For a tomboy
Bruises up her legs
Your big hand holds my face

Sometimes I feel so ugly
I'm afraid
Worry nesting in my hair
Shedding like a Christmas tree
Surely there's a real woman
Coming to erase me

There's no way I could tell you
How much I could love you
'Cause I've never been so scared of anything

And I'm not even wearing underwear
In no way exotic
I just forgot to
And I'm too much for people
So I gauge
And shout my thoughts
To you from a distance

That's no way to tell you
How much I could love you
Though I've never been so sure of anything

He let go of my hand
And passed me an oar
The oracle of the Maritimes
He said, 'Come on, sweet girl
Let's find you an ocean
That goes with your eyes'

He said, 'Come on, sweet girl
Let's find you an ocean
That goes with your eyes'