Your poor witness crying so loudly on the floor oh but she's only trying to tell you what it was that she saw she is only trying to tell you what it was that she saw Now see her standing on the table with her small arms flailing and you feel such compassion in your soul for Your poor mute witness still testing the strength of our patience oh but she's only trying to tell you what it was that she saw Now see her pointing to the frisbee with a memory too fuzzy as her silent words describe the fright of last night 4 a.m. Norhtside, Clapham Common who knows what she was doing there? will she sketch the answer later? Well, I'll ask her "now dry your tears, my dear" Now see her mime in time so nicely it would all have been so clear is only she had never volunteered "your taxi is here, my dear"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
