Testo di Private Sue

Thinking and talking crayon Crushed in a mortar Tinder eyes When will we move on When will we move on Watching the dishes grow If this is all i get Then nothing is what i owe Tinsel eyes Tender flies Who will lead you through The autumn years Who will lead you through The wall of tears Tinsel eyes Tender flies Who will lead you through The autumn years Who will lead you through The wall of tears This one hurts Look in the mirror If this is all i've got Then nothing is what i own Everyday cooking and cleaning For people with no gratitude whatsoever Kinda gets to you in the long run