Paroles de With Love

We are thinking of the few in a magnet sense Raising those who knew what could I do? And I cannot look for the inspiration in the stranger's face I look to my father to share the greens he has in his pockets And the arrogance is mine And the arrogance is mine See how they run see how they run away from her See how they run see how they run away from her See how they run see how they run away from her Like the lonely soldier sings above his heart Such a boring soldier only trouble in your heart Won't you give me your heart and soul give me heart Won't you give me your heart and soul give me heart We are thinking of the few in a magnet sense Raising those who knew what could I do? And I cannot look for the inspiration in the stranger's face I look to my father to share the dreams in his pockets