A strange guy, little Billie, little brother Imagine livin' on a tree top I feel free The independence of his mother rather being evil instead of dead
Billie is seaching for melancholic madness I lost hope, wasted time, spread love be borne again
Billie is seaching for melancholy madness I lost hope, wasted time, spread love be borne again
But I swear, yeah I do, I could need some lightnings, too Hold them up to shine for you But right in there, in between where I glow Billie needs, Billie needs, Billie needs some satellites Yeah he needs, oh he needs, Billie needs some satellites
But Billie is searching for something Billie is searching just for me Billie is searching for something
But I swear, yeah I do, I could need some lightnings, too Hold them up to shine for you But right in there, in between where I glow Billie needs, Billie needs, Billie needs some satellites Yeah he needs, oh he needs, Billie needs some satellites
Yeah he needs, oh he needs, Billie needs some satellites Yeah he needs, oh he needs, Billie needs some satellites Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
