6 acessos
Is anybody listening...
...Losing now was every night
Painting you piece by piece
You walked in the room with my broken dreams
And the pain kicking back at my feet
Never speaking out of line
Even though you'll never see
Where have all the flowers gone?
I never picked one for me
I wanna know where we go, yeah
Where is the sky?
How do we know whats wrong or right?
Where should I go?
These people always tell me that I move too slow
It's something that we all don't know, yeah