Riding on my bicycle. I saw a motor crash. A proper motor crash. Lots of spectators. . I rushed to the center. Saw the injured parents. Cuts on the children.
I was watching a woman walking down my street. Walking with grace, so beautifully carefully. She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother. Swinging her handbag back and forth so joyfully.
I was watching the woman that was walking down my street. Walking with grace, so beautifully, carefully. She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother.