Wilco

Radio Cure
Cheer up, honey I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars Honey, kisses, clouds of fluff Shoulders shrugging off Cheer up, honey, I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with radio cures Electronic surgical words Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Cheer up, honey I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars Honey, kisses, clouds of fluff Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Cheer up, honey I hope you can From Letras Mania