Vārdi:
Counting Crows

She brings her friends so we won't have to be alone I fear I might lose composure without warning I am a child of fire, I am a lion I have desires and

You know I don't like you but you wanna be my friend There are bodies on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings It's okay, I'm angry but you'll

She had four white stallions coming around the bend Four strong angels at her command descend Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend I got four

On certain Sundays in November When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summers An' where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water

Got no place to go But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin And if I bring a little music, I can

Start tearin' the old man down Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turnin' the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle

When you disappear on me it's just like parades in the rain Every time i see you you just disappear again Every time you're leaving i don't know what

She comes out on Fridays every time an' stands out in a line I could've been anyone she'd seen She waits another week to fall apart She couldn't make

Got a message in my head that the papers had all gone Richard Manuel is dead And the daylight's coming on I've been wandering through the dark now I'm