B/Brant Bjork/Too Many Chiefs...Not Enough Indians
In the sun he hides from you, cuz you smile and then tell him lies But the boy he always knew, that they'd choke upon his pride As their greed...it eats the sand, turns to stone all that lives All he builds is made by hand...and the love he always gives When they look into his eyes Why can't they let him be And he knows they're not that blind They just choose not to see Only knows what's beating in his heart, so he never speaks his mind Says his prayers and tries so hard And the lord says give it timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
