Wella 가사

Does the gravel remember how it scraped my knees? Does it wish itself a mouth to form apologies? I hope that all the crawdads in my Wella's creek Think well of me I was careful to be gentle, treat all them how I'd hope they'd treat me She ripped up a garden with all the memories How came those tomatoes, the year she was 16 Was she happy, is she now, with the life she leads? I hope when I'm her age my family comes to visit me They say: Wella, Wella They say: Wella, Wella Does the Earth remember her hands sowing the seeds? Is it grateful to be useful, does it like the company? I know the dirt remembers her nails so fondly But do her nails remember the seeds? They say: Wella, Wella I say: Wella, remember me