Every morning I turn the bedsheets down
Swing my legs over the edge till my feet meet the ground.
I don’t make a sound.
I just sit there so confused
Because I don’t know just who I am.
Oh, Jerusalem, leave me alone.
Every afternoon we lay side by side in your bed
And I beg you once again let me be your good friend
I won’t make a sound.
I’ll just sit there so confused
Because I don’t know just who I am.
Oh, Jerusalem, leave me alone.
Every evening I look for the moon and there’s two of them.
One for me and one for Jerusalem.
Every evening I look for the moon and there’s two of them.
One for me and one for Jerusalem.
There’s not one moon there are two of them
One for me and one for Jerusalem…