paroles de chanson No Man's Land; the Apple of My Iris - Virginia

In a place like no man's land
I'll sit and dream of my wonderland
And inside of that wooden shoe
I'll feed you bread and you butter too

In an orchard is where I'll be
Picking apples from that apple tree
How does it feel to be away from home
How does it feel to be all alone
How does it feel to be floating in the air
How does it feel to be alone in there

In a place like no man's land
I'll sit and dream of my wonderland
And inside of that wooden shoe
I'll feed you bread and you butter too

In an orchard is where I'll be
Picking apples from that apple tree
How does it feel to be away from home
How does it feel to be all alone
How does it feel to be floating in the air
How does it feel to be alone in there