Daughter (Elena Tonra) - Peter (live) | Текст песни

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• Daughter (Elena Tonra)
• Peter (live)

Peter, can I go back home?
I flew here under false pretense
I thought it would be fun
But the lost boys have all moved away
And one of them's locked up
I know you think you're still a child
But I couldn't give a fuck
You're twenty-one

Oh Peter,
I can dream no more
I've been chasing all of yours
That I've forgotten what it was that I wanted
That I want

No I won't be your doll
So please don't you ask me to
You see that I don't look so good in yellow
Like other dolls they do
Like other dolls they do

Oh Peter
I am not naïve
I see the way you look at her
You don't do that for me
Oh it must be love
And we both know it's not with us

No I won't be your doll
So please don't you ask me to
You see that I don't look so good in yellow
Like other dolls they do
Like other dolls they do

Oh Peter
He walks beside the lake
While I lie beside an empty space
Waiting for the sirens
Just waiting for the sirens

No I won't be your doll
So please don't you ask me to
I won't shut my little painted face
Like all your other dolls they do
Like all your other dolls they do
They do