That woman set herself on fire
They said it on the radio
They said she lit up the skies of Palestine
I could not stand to hear them say so
I saw the stars come out
I saw the oranges on the trees
Later on they played some Caribbean song
Man they sure know how to pick 'em
The rich voice burning like a fuse
The syncopated rhythm
I saw the stars come out
I saw the oranges cracking open
I saw you standing there
Orange blossom in your hair
Going to Palestine
Going to Palestine