If I look back on all the time in the playground at home I only vaguely remember you were always alone What I remember then, the sun, the grass, the
I do what I do for the sake of symmetry, I'd rather conjure spirits than imagery, I'm a fruitcake to the done mc, I'm the I'd rather have fun mc,
believers I could sail by on the Winds of Silence And maybe they won't notice But this time I think It'd be better if I swim When there is reason Tonight
, baby, I can't tell you why I can't tell you why No,no, baby, I can't tell you why I can't tell you why I can't tell you why New York Minute
