Counting Crows - Children In Bloom
Children in bloom cooking in the sun
waiting for a room of our own
leave my sister alone
she don't deserve this
she is a flower and i am a flower and
we are all alone
I gotta get out on my own
I gotta get up from this waiting at home
I gotta get out of this sunlight
It's melting my bones
I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home
All these wasted dreams
waiting for the sun to open up my heart to anyone
bring me some rain
because i'm dying and i can't get this damn thing closed again
I gotta get out on my own
I gotta get up from this waiting at home
I gotta get out of this sunlight
It's melting my bones
I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home
Where's the funhouse this year?
the fairground's deserted and the skies don't seem as near
Nicole's my oldest friend
but the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again
I gotta get out on my own
I gotta get up from this waiting at home
I gotta get out of this sunlight
It's melting my bones
I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home
I can't find my way home
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| Title:Children In Bloom
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