Cold morning and empty road. Frozen hands gained on phone code. I was so lonely and felt bit cool, But suddenly I saw a soul. It was a dirty and small van, Near it sitting homeless man.
Ch:
In love with the homeless...homeless. On her was wearing a torn dress. She is beautiful no matter what, In her thin hands she held the bread. Simply, I loved her soul. Never mind that she is homeless girl.
Coup:
Warm day and busy streets. Around me running cute, so pretty kids. I was so perfectly and finally loved, But over time, I still understood. They were a wonderful and marvelous days. I didn't know that it happend, Chase.
Ch:
In love with the homeless...homeless. On her was wearing a torn dress. She is beautiful no matter what, In her thin hands she held the bread. Simply, I loved her soul. Never mind that she is homeless girl.
Coup:
Vile evening and something alleys. You don't have with me as always. I was so lonely and felt a bit cool. Now I don't sow, but I felt a bit cool. I'am so sorry that you are now dead. Maybe, one piece of bread that you held was infected.
Ch:
In love with the homeless...homeless. On her was wearing a torn dress. She is beautiful no matter what, In her thin hands she held the bread. Simply, I loved her soul. Never mind that she My homeless girl.