sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2007

The Child

Money's just run out
Nothing's there's about
Bread and tea
Our lunch will be...

Bear no doubt
We'll work something out
Please, don't cry
Mom look at the sky

You were fired again
But I'm glad that you can get to stay here
Today

Rise and shine
Everything's just fine
We'll have fun
Trust me on this one

Don't be sad
Worse times we have had
Don't you see
That you still have me

You were fired again
But I'm glad that you can get to stay here
Today...

Please don't cry...
We'll work something out...
Don't be sad...
Something will come up...
Don't give up...