Lyrics: Better Than Ezra. How Does Your Garden Grow. Je Ne M'en Souviens Pas.

We're all a scene in Mona's dream

A Paris street, a quiet stream
Far away from Gabrini Green
Forgotten love at seventeen
Where her children got a chance
Not a dead-end street

'Cause some got religion
Some got drugs
Some got money and
Some got love

All of her days in a dry-eyed haze
Just another scene in Mona's dream