Songtext von Shaking Through

Could it be that one small voice doesn't count in the room? Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Could this by three be ten? Honor marches on Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune Shaking through, opportune Are we grown up way too far? Taking after rain Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune Shaking through, opportune In my life Ears that are still Children of today on parade Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune Shaking through, opportune Shaking through, opportune Shaking through, opportune