(Hugh Prestwood). . Not that long ago I was on the run. People telling me I should be someone. And the things I'd learned were forgotten in my haste. Till I reached the end of the rainbow I had chased..
Well they shouldn't have played that good,. i got carried away and let the music,. go to my head.. well she shouldn't have worn that dress,. the way it curled around when she was spinnin',.