You could have said goodbye You should have said goodbye No more sedation still, I sigh… You sure did get me high
CH:
Out of the woods, cold, stay a year Grow yourself out and make a smile Smoke can take us out of here So take the herb and fill the pipe
The trees are green again Changing sky from blue to red Come sit down and talk with me Where we can stare for hours…
OUTRO:
We won’t listen We only stare We’re always high Couldn’t you stay - In place of leaving? Turn on a blacklightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.