Eu queria esse show na minha sala. Exatamente igual. Com esse figurino, com essa banda, com esse set list. Tudo isso na minha sala.

Well I, own this field
And I wrote this sky
And I have no reason, to reason with you

There’s a boy across the river with short black curly hair, 
He wants to be my lover and I want to be his peer, 
There’s a boy across the river but alas, I cannot swim,
And I never will get to put my arms around him.