Lletres:
Arthur

Spring was never waiting for us 'til it ran one step ahead As we followed in the dance MacArthur's park is melting in the dark All the sweet green icing

I Picture You In The Sun Wondering What Went Wrong And Falling Down On Your Knees Asking For Sympathy And Being Caught In Between All You Wish For And

He's looking at me with his eyes closed and his lips are moving fast Little drops are dripping now from his chin upon his chest And every time I try to

Give up your lies And your false colored eyes You're buried alive Under your mind I don't care who you have left behind I don't care who you have

In your version of this world Your everybody's favourite girl But that don't mean I'll be the victim Of any pain you are inflecting today I don't

Now you're gone, and I don't know why You removed yourself in the blink of an eye When the seasons change, all you can do is cry Now you're gone, and

Gone without it Without it Gone without it Without it (Got no possession) Gone without it

Help to bury Feelings I can't stand Take me to wherever Take me by the hand Maybe I need it Maybe I'm a slave Hands are born dirty Oh I dig my

In your version of this world you're everybody's favorite girl but that don't mean I'll be the victim of any pain you are inflicting today I don't know