Oh oh......So dangerous, like freedom she fades away. The vision that chains the heart, foundations that fall apart. Well, I know this place (east, west, points to the nation).
I've got a pocket full of holes. Head in the clouds the king of fools. You've got a ribbon of rainbows. The sun in your eyes burning through. . Could be I'm happy and sad.
She comes walking down the street. That's the kind, hey,. That's the kind I want to meet. I think I'm making it up. I should be putting it down. and it's beginning to show.