I can't find the words so I just walk Around the park and avoid my thoughts Hopefully soon something will come to me Or the birds will get used to me
I can't find the words so I just walk I second home in the parking lot Hopefully soon something will come to me Or the birds will get used to me
And the grass will grow over me I will become a Willow tree In my hairline a bumble bee I hope the park can get used to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.