Hey, glad girls only want to get you high And they're alright
There will be no coronation There will be no flowers flowing In the light that passes though me
Hey, glad girls only want to get you high And they're alright
There will be no graduation There will be no trumpets blowing In the light that passes through me
With the sinking of the sun I've come to greet you Clean your hands and go to sleep Confess the dreams Of good and bad men all around Some are lost And some have found The light that passes though meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.