Said Radio
Roses
Walking and Walking, then the ground starts to crumble "Why me?" I scream-I've worked so hard not to stumble Expect something, you get something- it may not fit Disappointment looms- yeah, it's a pile o' snakes man you'll get bit-you get bit Gather those greasy lessons and move forward with a grin find the moment, smell the roses, and breathe again Swirling and whirling-nothing firm here to stand on When we finally get this, it is then that we can move on Silly old me like a broken record like a broken record like a broken record the beauty of it all is that it is never the same... find the moment, smell the roses, breathe again!
From Letras Mania