She stuck a needle in me that I couldn't find Until her eyes started to run and I thought I lost my mind I reached inside and pulled out the mess Running my fingers over my dirty dress And I went into my old room, and looked for Jack I held him in my arms, his bones began to crack He looked at me with his one dark eye I did my best not to cry So, I climbed up to the roof to see my old friends
Hanging from yellow balloons (x3) Laughing at the sky and shouting at the moon Two feet on the edge, oh, thinking I died Instead, I grew an umbrella and I could fly
He looked at me with his one dark eye I did my best not to cry So, I climbed up to the roof to see my old friends
Hanging from yellow balloons (x3) Laughing at the sky and shouting at the moon Two feet on the edge, oh, thinking I died Instead, I grew an umbrella and I could fly I think of old Jack, lost in the ground And all the things that I still haven't found I think of old Jack, lost in the ground (x3) Lost in the groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
