One more round, let's go out
and paint the town,
One more round, can't take
in what I have found,
One more, one more round.
On the office table, give the
globe a spin,
Who paints England yellow
and red Berlin.
The more my eyes are opened,
the more the colors run,
so let's step off this crazy
quilt for fun.
It's not that we don't care
anymore,
It's just not the way we planned
it.
It's just that it's not there
anymore,
my imaginary planet.
Marco Giunco |
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