Jon and Roy

Sunday Market
So many beautiful women aroundBut my baby doll queen, I had already foundMy head is spinning, beginning to frown'Cause it feels like the only way to go is downThough I'm high on the ground, wandering slowGood coffee to drink, good people to knowGood music to hear, good beer to be drunkWith rastas and hippies and poets and punksAnd thanks to a beat I am moving in timeTo a rhythm that's playing along with a rhymeAnd thanks to your eyes that are open to shineI'm smiling today and it settles my mindHow beautiful the world is when differences ceaseTo become contentious and instead release a feeling of peaceThough I know it'll cease so when winter comesI'll fly south with the geeseIt's so simple and plan and we all oughta knowThat combining good things make new things growAnd though the newest ain't often the best, it is trueSince we are here, we might as well look intoThe ways of the world that can make us all seeThat life ain't all that bad and the best things are freeThough sometimes there's a fee like losing your soulTo a love that was given then thrown to the coalsLetras de cancionesBut love don't you see burns eternallyIt is only made small in life's complexityNow back to my drink, I will sip and I'll think'Bout holding you close when the good boat does sinkAnd we're forced to endure in a boat with some holesWith a love that is pure traveling telephone polesAnd it goes and goes and goes From Letras Mania