New English

Slip into the warm of a touch With a photograph of some love Once you're gone I came home, but my key didn't like the door Took a million for everyone Time should have been overcome With your love and my word But I didn't have one So I'll be on my ow

Pull up the sleeve collect the change And make it add up Bring back everything you need You never move just stand around and count the peasants Cherrys falling from the trees And the lonely rain I know it seems a lot like heaven Poor child dont stop

It's on the end for the limit its subscription on the policy payroll I hate the word the thought of it is just enough to make me go AWOL I'm just too young to belong to anyone and I'm too old to be taken So when you sign up remember what they said ab