This is the voice of someone
Calling from a lonely hill
To
Waiting on this empty day
It's just the same as any
Looking out for number onethe conversation in the dayroom's gone
It's
Oh you are very strange
Sometimes I think you've gone insane
Twisted
Look at him, grumpy old man
You sour old bed pan
He's
I'm alive
I can breathe the air
I can hurt you
I can
Fear of being left behind
Can take you over
Suddenly you will
Don't look at me as
Your only regret what you don't
Pedalling on a bicycle
I'm on my way to make a
Oh Maggie
Oh Maggie
Oh Maggie
Oh Maggie
Wake up Maggie I think I've
Chemical eats best part of the peach
You're always the way
What if I told you I love you
What if I
The time has come
Not to be cautious
He must be careful
Good morning
Wake up
Wake up with purpose and polite efficiency
Stuff vitamin