3 acessos
Come on, little boy - I am your friend, and
I understand the pain you're in.
You've seen your mom come -
come home dreaming. In the rain,
when you wash - you can't fade it.
Come on, little boy. You don't need to cry.
You don't need to cry your eyes out.
Come on, kid! Keep your head up and -
(sigh)... You don't need to understand
the reasons why oh why oh why oh . . .