Falling on hard times, the girl came home at last With her baggage of bad times, her presence from the past Made the elders eyes to wander when she cried If you're looking for my love, pass me by
She was gonna be a dancer, gifted by gods and kings And it all came so natural moving on angel's wings She said,"Ruby, you knew me when my life was gay But if you're looking for my heart, look away"
Now the elders she passes seem to stop and stare It's a shame about the dancer And the poor boy she left there But, Ruby, you loved me well The elders knew it too So will you take me with you now or they have taken you
I am not bad or crazy; I live here in a forest I see things through a rainbow, I am a blossom come alive They have no way with changes, they come in faceless numbers They cannot see my garden for I grew up on dreams
Some of us may never grow, but all of us need to know We need gardens to bloom in For there must always be room enough for all of usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
