Things are either black or they are white Things are either wrong or they are right Things are either good or they are bad Things are either happy or they're sad
Can a person say that they exist When so far they managed to resist Any definition, any key You are like the fog there from the sea I'm at a loss
Because, oh, you're not that well defined A sketch where someone's erased the lines I'd say that you're not that well defined A photograph after too much wine
I can picture actors I don't know I can picture athletes and the pope And the guy who lives just down the hall But I can't imagine you at all I'm at a loss
Because, oh, you're not that well defined A sketch where someone's erased the lines I'd say that you're not that well defined A photograph after too much wine
While you're posing there with Claude Monet As he finished you he'd proudly say "Now that is art"
Because, oh, you're not that well defined You're like a contract returned unsigned I'd say that you're not that well defined You're like a contract that's left unsigned
Things are either black or they are white Things are either wrong or they are right I'm at a lossTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.