When I was young I lived in the country Clouds were my friends I cannot answer why Now that I've grown I live in the city And heaven is so far I cannot reach the sky
I once met a man who lived in the city The stone was his home he said his heart was mine He led me far away when he told me I was pretty How strange to go so far and never touch the sky
Gardens grow most times in the country Grow a-wondrous high Gardens grow sometimes in the city Grow, but soon they die
Now I look up at the buildings of the city Their fingers are so much longer than mine I wish I had the hands of the city For heaven is so far I cannot reach the sky
Gardens grow most times in the country Grow a-wondrous high Gardens grow sometimes in the city Grow, but soon they die
When I was young I lived in the country Clouds were my friends, I cannot answer why Now that I've grown I live in the city And heaven is so far I cannot reach the sky And heaven is so far I'll never touch the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
