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.