If you've got a picture of your face
Could you leave
I just ran away from home
Now I'm going to dizz
Painted old lady
Collecting splinters on the bench
She's waiting to go
Tried to make you happen
Tried to make you real
Tried to
I used to hide my Camels in a paper bag
Well
Mary won't be comin' 'round no more
I won't touch her
(oohh)
The night before the moon died you realized
The flowers that
She was seventeen going on fifty
I´m not quite sure exactly
There's a puzzle in my head
I'll spend a lifetime finding
There's a picture on my wall
A crack in the ceiling
Cigarette
Look at me, I'm ten feet tall
Jungle-Jim, hope I don't
I could fall in love
Pick a flower
I'll give it a