Well, I got a note from an old folk It was more like a dream, but I remember somebody spoke I got down on one knee And my paternal grandfather said to me "You are one lucky son of my son"
And I woke up sadder than I'd ever been Because he didn't say why, and I had never met him I got down on one knee And all my blood and my skin comforted me "You are the best," they screamed in time
And I walked downstairs to the chair made of flowers Upon it, my dog was humbly laying fast asleep
I got down on one knee And said, "If you ever feel the need I will love you without condition"
And I laid down like an old folk My blood and my skin settled into the daily swing
I got down on one knee And then, Jazz came up and spoke softly to me "You are lucky, and you know why"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
