I told you about strawberry fields,
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows.
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half lives
Looking through a glass onion.
And I wish for the ability to give some comfort.
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows.
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half lives
Looking through a glass onion.
And I wish for the ability to give some comfort.
moseron - 28.03.2010