Brazil کے بول

I'm sorry for suggesting I'm reading the whitewashed faces I could use a connection I'm watching the whitewashed faces On a good night sent spinning Knows to play it winning Strawberry red Twizzlers I wanna know what's with her In the Sun lie pale lovers Drink slow and slowly Over each of us in our turn sat in line And stuck to burn She shines like carnival Swimming through my book of dreams All I know is all you've learned Is all I want to be You're right, I'm left, you're right You're right, I'm left, you're right You're right, I'm left, you're right You're right, I'm left, you're right In the morning goldfish dead in a bowl Everybody's up on a pulpit all alone This is your word of stone Where were you when Rome was burning? Who wants points? Well, it's not worth it I'm trying hard to answer the letter Always a writer between the weather She shines like carnival Swimming through my book of dreams All I know is all you've learned I need to turn She shines like carnival Swimming through my book of dreams All I know is all you've learned Is all I want to be You're right, I'm left, you're right You're right, I'm left, you're right