Nicole Reynolds

France
let's fly to franceeat bread and dancewe'll run through the rainand forget about the painwe left behindwe'll bullshit in barsdrive around in small carshowl to the starsoooooouuuwe'll curse away tragedyand pray for absurdityi've got twenty dollarsin france that's ninebut i don't mindi don't mindwe'll stroll on stone roadand hope for some snoweven i knowthe clouds must rowtheir way outfrom the seayou'll look at meand i'll look at youwe'll philosophize truthand end up confused From Letras Mania