There's nothing like the blues of a little child Losing her right to run wild There's nothing like the blues of a little child Losing her right to run wild Out of the womb Flesh bare and eyes open Into the world A wheel set in motion
There's nothing like the blues of a little child There's nothing like the blues of a little child There's nothing like the blues of a little child There's nothing like the blues of a little child Little child, little child, little child Little child, little child, little child Little child, little child, little child Little child, little child, little child Little child Little child
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Beauty is like a thing That sits on your shoulders I swear I'd hardly learned to move When I first heard its whispers
Beauty is like a thing That sits on your shoulders I swear I'd hardly learned to eat When I first heard its whispers
It's in the air, it's everywhere I try to run, I get nowhere
Beauty is like a thing That sits on your shoulders I swear I'd hardly learned to talk When I first heard its whispers
It's in the air, it's everywhere I try to run, I get nowhere
And I stare in the mirror With a stranger's eyes Caring too much about all those lies That were fed to me
I just can't be I just can't be
It's in the air, it's everywhere It's in the air, it's everywhere It's in the air, it's everywhere It's everywhere, it's everywhere It's everywhere, it's everywhere (There's nothing like the blues of a little child) It's everywhere, it's everywhere It's everywhere, it's everywhere (There's nothing like the blues of a little child) It's everywhere, it's everywhere It's everywhere, it's everywhere It's everywhereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.