You’re living somewhere over the rainbow
And here I am, studying my bow and arrow
You’re standing in front of a row
While I am still filling my bowl
You were born yesterday
And I, will be the day after today
The gap is 50 miles away
But I never think about that way
You’re now thinking with limits
While I am still driven with fairy tales a bit
You actually run for something to eat
And I only know is a single beat
Maybe they are right
We are different in every site
And it’s wrong for me to write
A little blue dreams with so much bright
But still you set up a little light.
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
You’re living somewhere over the rainbow
And here I am, studying my bow and arrow
You’re standing in front of a row
While I am still filling my bowl
You were born yesterday
And I, will be the day after today
The gap is 50 miles away
But I never think about that way
You’re now thinking with limits
While I am still driven with fairy tales a bit
You actually run for something to eat
And I only know is a single beat
Maybe they are right
We are different in every site
And it’s wrong for me to write
A little blue dreams with so much bright
But still you set up a little light.
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