Please forgive me If I appear unkind But any fool can tell you It's all in your mind
Down in the meadow The old lion stirs Puts his hand 'cross his mouth He has no use for words
Poor little girl With your handful of snow Poor little girl Had no way to know
And you've got me eating You've got me eating You've got me eating Right out of your hand
I mean you no harm When I tell you you're blind Give a sucker an even break He'll lose it all, every time
The airborne starlings circle Over the frozen fields The hollyhocks hang harmlessly And the old lion yields
And you've got me eating You've got me eating You've got me eating Right out of your handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
