He spent his whole life being too young, (He spends his nights in california)
To live the life that’s in his dreams, (Watching the stars on the big screen)
Now he lies awake and he wonders, (Then he lies awake and he wonders)
Why can’t that be me?
Cause in his life he’s filled with all these good intentions
He’s left a lot of things he’s rather not mention right now
Just before he says good night
He looks up with a little smile at me
And he says
If I could be like that
I would give anything
Just to live one day
In those shoes
If I could be like that
What would I do?
What would I do?
She spends her days up in the North Park
Watching the people as they pass
And all she wants is just a little piece of this dream
Is that too much to ask?
With a safe home
And a warm bed
On a quiet little street
All she wants is just that something to hold on to
That’s all she needs
Yeah
If I could be like that
I would give anything
Just to live one day
In those shoes
If I could be like that
What would I do?
What would I do?
If I could be like that
I would give anything
Just to live one day
In those shoes
If I could be like that
What would I do?
What would I do?
söndag, mars 22, 2009
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