Poetizum
Don't cross your finger
sundays will never change
they keep on coming
You'll be a freak and
I'll keep you company...
do it all the same equally
Follow me
no gold at the end of the rainbow
no high hopes dreams deceive
Don't cross your finger
sundays will never change
they keep on coming
You'll be a freak and
I'll keep you company...
no gold at the end of the rainbow
no high hopes dreams deceive