Die Happy "It's All Over" |
Pockets full of frogs and broken toys fishing with the boys my hair in braids selling flowers on the dusty street yeah, I was really sweet I loved to play laughing, running, hiding in the fields chasing butterflies telling little lies now it's all over nothing feels the same and i don't like it i want it back again Pockets full of keys and credit-cards a chain of broken hearts no time for games painting pictures on my weary face I miss the good old days it's such a shame working, running trying to make a stand missing butterflies still telling lies Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |