La lune trop bl¨ºme Pose un diad¨¨me Sur tes cheveux roux La lune trop rousse...
He works shifts, days in the factory, prints chips for foreign pc's, At night deep...
Can i take you to the movies? They will make you fat and ugly, So...
As though you were born As though you were born And so you thought And...
You could flap you wings a thousand miles away Butterfly A laughing salesman sings His...
today i'm in the middle of getting by i had...
Walking in the shadows Constantly evading the light Shattered dreams...
I took a ride that took me out of nowhere...
so good when it's good i wanna spend my whole...
you sit in silence in the shadows you don't complain...
if you think i'm satisfied if you believe everything's al...
i sang your praises daily and we let ourselves get...
I dare you to be happy, hit it What does...
two smiling faces that's how it used to be what...
so i hope this finds you well sun is shining...