pockets not deep enough
so to the street off i go
to pick up something for nothing more
than the price of my time and the strength of my legs
sun will go down
but my eyes will see now
flick the pages of this book
that i found while being lost
on streets alone with your pity look.
pockets not deep enough
so to the street off i go
to pick up something for nothing more
than the price of my time and the strength of my legs
sun will go down
but my eyes will see now
flick the pages of this book
that i found while being lost
on streets alone with your pity look.