Under the sun
Look what we have got
and those who have said
red love
We’ve be running ’round
Pushing the shopping cart
January 2012
Even in the suburbs [I run?]
A brick in a castle
that can’t fall
[?] on it's own
This is what [was?]
These nice eyes, eyes, eyes
Chameleon
Someone to keep me s**ing on my thumb
Eyes, eyes, eyes
Chameleon
Somebody to keep me s**ing on my thumb