Songtext von Tomma Nova (English Version)

In the next wave, you said to me We’ll be born as tomatoes, free You softly whispered, secret recipe Ketchup on the Sun, Tomma Nova Love Tangled up in a Monday morning When the pajamas smell like crayons Rollin’ in a dream, you gently call my name Mr. Pickleton, Saturday of jam Roll around the kitchen floor Socks are sliding more and more Roll around the kitchen floor Socks are sliding more and more Slippin' on the floor, Tomma Nova Love In the next wave, you said to me We’ll be born as tomatoes, free You softly whispered, secret recipe Ketchup on the Sun, Tomma Nova Love Ah All I need is one more socks To finish Ketchup waltz In the next wave, you said to me We’ll be born as tomatoes, free You softly whispered, secret recipe Slippin' on the floor, Tomma Nova Love?