She's a million miles away from me Separated by a hollow wooden door But some time we can't erase, serves me right To let her in the first time she knocked
she never understood Serves her right not knowing Just exactly what she wants And all this wandering Got me nothing And you were ready to But never could Are you happy wandering
that she never understood serves her right not knowing just exactly what she wants and all this wandering got me nothing you were ready to but never could are you happy wandering
Traducción: Ben Folds. Errante.
Traducción: Ben Folds Five. Errante.
people that she never understood serves her right not knowing just exactly what she wants and all this wandering got me nothing you were ready to but never could are you happy wandering
