This window ceil is a place to start In the end I can't tell the truth quiet Little girls to worried stand still, I still This much I know. I can't decide if I'm in the fall Or I'm close, I bet you wanna know! I feel my lungs, used to clear air
This much I know, this much I know! This role is not for me Cause I can't, I can't seem to find the thing It's not that hard, just not trying, This much I know! This much I know!