Every day I walk out in this torn up world. And I fight to survive. I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday. And I'm alive. Carrying your smile with me.
Nino, walking around on Sunday. Nino, just one more kid in L.A.. With a hubcap and a stick in his hand. In his own parade, leading the band. His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand.
They shot a man into the sky. The moon and stars became his bed. He saw the sun rise seven times. And when he came back down he said. . It is one, it is one.
Baby, I'm around you enough to know when you're coming down. And I am there with a smile, prepared to bring you around. You're thinking that you've got me trained.
Every day I walk out in this torn up world. And I fight to survive. I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday. And I'm alive. Carrying your smile with me.
Nino, walking around on Sunday. Nino, just one more kid in L.A.. With a hubcap and a stick in his hand. In his own parade, leading the band. His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand.
They shot a man into the sky. The moon and stars became his bed. He saw the sun rise seven times. And when he came back down he said. It is one, it is one.