"Scar tissue that I wish you saw,
Sarcastic Mr. Know-It-All.
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you
cause with the birds I'll share...
With the birds I'll share this lonely view...
Soft spoken with a broken jaw;
Step outside but not to brawl.
And autumn's sweet;
We call it "fall".
I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl
With the birds I'll share this lonely view..."
Dulce-amaruie mai degraba, dar ramane anotimpul preferat, iar ploile care vor veni au sa spele toate supararile si rautatile la vale!