Clouds and the trees and the dirt beneath by feet They always come again next year Disappointed in the culture There are a couple of thing I would never be so Take away these pains away please
Doesn't mind it though Doesn't like to be alone
Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was free Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was free
Well it's been two weeks since I smiled in the least You know I'll come again next year Take it back 'cause I don't want all the things you want for me It's not my style You'll never know what it takes to make me smile
Doesn't mind it though Doesn't like to be alone
Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was free Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was Thinking back to happier days when I was free
Doesn't mind it though Doesn't like to be alone
Clouds and the trees and the dirt beneath by feet They always come again next year Take it back 'cause I don't want all the things you want for me It's not my style You'll never know what it takes to make me smile
Doesn't mind it though Doesn't like to be alone
Thinking back to happier days Thinking back to happier days Thinking back to happier days Thinking back to happier days Thinking back to happier days Thinking back to happier days
Pretty as a picture [?] It's such a shame that you'll never know what it takes to make me feel this way
Pretty as a picture [?] It's such a shame that you'll never know what it takes to make me feel this way