Do you curse where you come from, Do you swear in the night Will it mean much to you If I treat you right. Do you like what you're doing, Would you do
Please give me a second grace Please give me a second face I've fallen far down The first time around Now I just sit on the ground in your way Now
Never sing for my supper I never help my neighbour Never do what is proper For my share of labour. I'm a poor boy And I'm a rover Count your coins and
I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in the palm of my hand Or felt sweet breezes in the
And what will happen in the morning when the world it gets so crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning. And what will happen in the