I lost my keys Finder of all lost things Are they in the worn out slacks? In the pocket in the back I lost the road Somewhere past where what I know Where is your divining rod? Is it inside my bones?
And I saw it in the skies In the direction of the lonely eyes And I wanted it to be A place thats meant for me
Rose of Sharon Come near i'll spit it out Its the muzzle for the mouth What do you say? I'm going my own way Oh it is such a curse When running in reverse
And I saw it in the skies In the direction of the lonely eyes And I wanted it to be A place thats meant for me, oh my my my my And I wanted not to fight With my heart but i'll fight with my fists all night And I'm sure now the record shows Or maybe just the bruse underneith my clothes
Ba, da, da, da And I know it Ba, da, da, da And I know it Ba, da, da, da And I know it Ba, da, da, da And I know it, and I know it, oh I know it now
Oh its showing Ba, da, da, da Oh its showing Ba, da, da, da Oh its showing Ba, da, da, da Oh its showing, oh its showing, oh its showing now
And I know it Ba, da, da, da And I know it Ba, da, da, da And I know it Ba, da, da, da Oh I know it, oh I know it, how I know it nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
