Ideal World
Lost Dreams and Ideal Realities in Andrea Corr's Melodic Reflection
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Jeanie marries when she's twenty one,
Jeanie gets married at the age of twenty-one.
Has a baby one year on
Within a year of marriage, she has a baby.
And every year that's the way that life goes
Her life follows a routine where each passing year is similar.
Lost herself in domesticity,
She loses her sense of self in the responsibilities of homemaking.
A cleaning, feeding entity,
Engaged in tasks like cleaning and feeding, defining her role.
She can't recall what she was before
She's unable to remember her identity before this domestic life.
In an ideal world kids would keep their rooms tidy,
In an ideal world, children would maintain tidy rooms.
In an ideal world he would be home from his work on time
In an ideal world, her partner would be punctual returning from work.
And in the morning I could lay in
She wishes for leisurely mornings without early responsibilities.
Johnny signs his share of autographs,
Johnny signs autographs for admirers who appreciate his humor.
For all the people he makes laugh
He's popular for making people laugh.
And he walks home to an empty flat
Returning home to an empty apartment after his public engagements.
Does his best to fight the slience,
He tries to combat the loneliness by engaging with TV shows.
Of late night TV vicadence
Feeling the repetitive nature of late-night TV.
He can't forget what he had before
He cannot forget the life he had before fame.
In an ideal world she would still think I'm funny,
In an ideal world, she would still appreciate his humor.
In an ideal world she'd be waiting in bed for me,
In an ideal world, she would eagerly wait for him in bed.
And in the morning we could lay in an ideal world
Yearning for a perfect scenario where they can relax in the mornings.
Molly's sitting in a waiting room,
Molly waits in a medical waiting room.
The top doctor will see her soon,
She anticipates seeing a top doctor soon.
In the body nature gave her
Considering the body she was naturally born with.
Wonder if she'll ever wake up,
Questioning if she'll ever regain consciousness.
Wonder if she's better off,
Contemplating if her previous state was better.
Why can't she be what she was before?
Why can't she revert to her prior self?
In an ideal world he would still think I'm pretty,
Wishing for her partner's continued admiration for her appearance.
In an ideal world he would only want to bed with me,
Desiring exclusivity in her partner's romantic interest.
And in the morning we could lay in
Hoping for leisurely mornings with her partner.
In an ideal world you would make a decision,
Yearning for someone to make a firm decision.
In an ideal world you'd be making a home for me
Desiring a partner who actively creates a home for them.
And in the morning we could lay in
Dreaming of leisurely mornings together.
Sunday mornings we could lay in
Specifically, wishing for leisurely Sunday mornings together.
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