and baby you
I'm tv and he's the remote
He tried change me
And what I like to view
Look around and tell me, who’s happy?
Isn’t happiness the goal above all?
Or rather to avoid feeling sorry
For ******* away the springtime in spite of the fall?
She in her red dress,
We are listening to the orchestra,
I sit by the lake at Night,
Like these were my memories.
Your rays are the strength on my dying bones,
And You cry the tears my eyes won’t shed.