اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Days fly by spent wasting time in my mother's garden green
My sisters speaking old poetry they memorized, never knowing what it means
I could stay outside forever counting stars in summer fields, I ride my bike to Dowling Street
It's simple when it's over and I'm happy
Painting murals on the side of buildings downtown in the scorching Sun
I tried all summer but I hated the way it looks, so I never got it done
I'd walk the train tracks with a boy I thought I loved, but turns out I was just tired of being alone
So when we reached the end, I said goodbye and I was by myself when I got home
