I drift off
to the dream room...
Miss Delilah was our neighbor.
Since kinder, she's been living next door...
So what do you want to say
What do I want to say...
Walking in the mortal plain, something akin to a...
Smelling the fresh flowers, watching the fish jump...
I listen to a song about mothers and daughters
Hey mama, is this song about you...
A still frame
A moment in time...
Am I genuine or fake?
I think I've made a mistake...
My dad was a warrior, the toughest man I have ever...
A picnic on the edge of forest of pines,
Patches flowers bloom as the warm sun shines...
I wish everyone could see
How much it hurts me...
just a guy singing tunes of a bygone era
where we didn't care about the riviera...
Her love is confusing for them, but moreso for...
She wants them to speak...