You have bump in into walls
You like jumping into falls
You say that one day, you might fly away
Well that's too bad
Sometimes it's hard to choose
Pink, purple or blue
A window full of gum and candy
I would want to do
You put some in the sack
Now you wish you could put it back
You say they had theirs, if you don't get yours
So, so sad
There's a sweet melody from the past
Silos in your heart at last
Summer rose up the mist at lost times
That's a bitter twist to your story of your mind
A world of fortune and cheer of love
The mirror, kept in mirror
Through a paper than stand in cigarettes
And that's we were rings to those summer rings
The mirror, kept in mirror
The mirror, kept in mirror
Through a paper than stand in cigarettes
And that's we were rings to those summer rings