Cracked this morning worst and weak. Tears roll down from inside my cheek. Strange timing opportunity knocks. Sun comes up, paradox. . Take the whole part out this wine.
Breathe it in and breathe it out. And pass it on, it's almost out. We're so creative, so much more. We're high above but on the floor. . It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive.
Wij maken een kringetje van jongens en van meisjes. Wij maken een kringetje van tralala. Maak nu een buiging. Maak nu een buiging. Bij de hand. Bij de hand.
Wij maken een kringetje van jongens en van meisjes. Wij maken een kringetje van tralala. Maak nu een buiging. Maak nu een buiging. Bij de hand. Bij de hand.
Outside it's rainin', still you shine. How I've missed your trembling hands inside of mine. Been away for ages, still you care. Do you count the Sundays when I'm there?.
I don't know who you are but you seem very nice. So will you talk to me?. Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a dream?. They think I'm crazy. They don't know that I like it here, it's nice in here.
If I could look beyond your face. And photograph your hidden place. Would I find you smiling in the picture. . I don't know what you want. Because you don't know.
I want to know who you are but you still look very nice. So will you talk to me?. Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?. They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel.