Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
Danielson (USA)
I lay
My head
On your thighs
And close my eyes and think of
All of our days
Fast moving months
They pass us by
For me things take time
To seep in
Into this mind
All over this place my opinions fly
We went blind
Into this standing
No pattern to follow
Only
Go here now
All over this place
I am not my own
When
You're asleep
I miss you the most
You're already five years
I feel tossed to and fro
All over this place
Playing is calling my name
Pappa!
I am not my own
All over this place
Playing is calling my name
I want to be just like you and I
I want to be free
On my insides and prefer to raise others
Above my self
When it comes to you I been lazy
But now I need
You
I put down myself
Just to hide
Right behind
Oh you
You
I want
Nothing
Of the world in me