I had a dream last night Of an old man and a little girl Who lived in a rickety old house With a hundred other people And they would move this house From town to town Every night they would settle somewhere new The little girl would fall down stairs And hurt herself from the ruckus of the old house So she went up to the old man Shaking on a ledge and asked “Will I ever stop stumbling?” The old man looked at the little girl and said “You were never meant to be here Your bones were made for the riches of life But you got lost and ended up here But as you grow and as you fall Your bones will become strong And soon you will call this place your home.”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
