In the nightmare desert stood a building.
Outside someone was diggin' a hole in the ground.
They were burying my luck.
What have you done?
My better days, his for the take.
And I watched it all:
him putting pins into a doll.
What have you done?
This dream fades into night
The man in the hole has carried away the moonlight
Cupped in his hands, a dime on the water
He's a patient man,
As his careful stepping shows
Will he take her love?
Will his hands know what mine did?
Will her body like the fit?
Will he take her love?
What have you done?
