Well I tried to take control But I guess that it was just too late But I'm skippin' stones in the river Be thankful to get seven or eight If you only get five or six Just shrug 'cause that's how it is sometimes And they all sink to the bottom So quickly forgotten And it doesn't matter one tiny bit With your thoughts on the streetlights Or maybe just moonlit It wouldn't matter, even if it did As you ponder the small things, And ponder them bigger There's nothing to do but throw tiny stones In a big river
Well it's a long walk home For someone with their mind so blown But these things are usually best off done alone Well it may not [?] but I take it as it isTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
