New Saturday In the park didn't think you fell that hard Woke up again Woke up and you wanted a new start New Saturday In the park didn't think you fell that hard Oh Adrian The silver maple never saw you coming
Stay where you are State what you are Stay where you are And no one gets hurt
You cut your hair Now you look like a little boy You climbed the stairs So high you can't come down from there Said you wanted to get it together but you don't Said you wanted to get it together but you won't
Say something, waste something Change your life Take something, break something Make your flight Say something, anything Mommy wants you to be a doctor so she can tell her friends You're like your father And if it's all for the sake of conversation Then maybe you should try a new vocation Oh, saved by a waif and the weight of your wayfarers
Not to be confused with hippies in Toronto
You cut your hair Now you look like a little boy You climbed the stairs So high you can't come down from there Said you wanted to get it together but you don't Said you wanted to get it together but you won't Saved by a waif and the weight of your wayfarersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
