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She lives with an orange tree
The girl who does yoga
She picks the dead ones from the ground
When we come over

She gives
I get
Without giving
Anything to me

Like a morning sun
Like a morning
Like a morning sun
Morning sun for me

Girl that does yoga
When we come over
Girl that does yoga

And he lives with a little house
On the side of a little hill
Picks the litter from the ground
Litter little brother spills

He gives
I get
Without giving
Anything to me

The days they
And the dogs they run
And the dogs they run
The good good morning sun

Side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Side of a little hill

And she s always dressed in white
She s like an angel
And she burns our eyes
And she turns
She pulls a smile
We drive her round
And she drives us wild
And she moves like a little girl
I become a child, man
And she moves my world
And she gets smashed in (??)
And walks away
and leaves me standing

She lives with a little dog
That s gone just a little mad
She s got a wolf to keep her warm
If ever she s feeling sad

And she gives
He gets
Without giving
Anything to see

And the day it ends
And the day it
And the day it ends
And there s no need for me

The girl who does yoga
When we come over
The side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Gonna be the man
If ever she s feeling sad
Girl who does yoga

I recall how we used to meet
Running through the windy streets
Faces touched with body heat
I know
I can see us breathing from above
Lives are changing with our useless love
Is that enough ?

To feel her pain
To be with him, the same
To see you...

Nie chcę żyć pełnią życia już, bo obawiam się, że
któreś nocy czy dnia minę ciebie.
Nie rozmieniam na drobne słów cenie sens, mijam czas.
Nie przyśpieszam, bo wiem na najlepsze trzeba poczekać i tak

Ref.:
Wiem, że ty czujesz jak ja każdy wierzy w to
Że właśnie dziś,...

Drums, bass, kick in your face.
Drums, bass, kick in your face.
Drums, bass, kick in your face.

For the drums and for the bass,
for the kick deep in your face,
for the beat that makes me move,
for the snare give me that groove.
(Repeat)

For the people......

[Verse 1:]
Alone
Na na na na na
Alone
Na na na na na
I know (listen up)
Questions cloud my head with why
Tears on my pillow as I cry
Makes no sense for us too say goodbye
Impossible to...

Dreams,
Truth or Belief
I see a man sleep on the street
withg olden clothes.
Oh Oh Oh
I run standing still.
I hear a Melody as
it fades in a dream.

Oh Oh Oh
You, King of Lullaby,
A dream inside my mind.
King of Nothing
but you...