My mother would tell me Better stay in line You gotta look for the magic If there's a way, there comes a time
My dad used to tell me You gotta work real hard Keep it straight and simple From the head, then the heart
If you asked my brother I know what he'd say Let the children play
It's not where we're coming from It's how we turn from here We know where we want to go We just need the light to get us there
My sister would show me To land on your feet You got to suffer, fools Before you get, get the life you need
So God, would you tell me Is there another way? Let the children playTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
