Columbia I cried myself to sleep last night And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window I was hypnotized, I was asked To improvise on the attitude
night And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window I was hypnotized, I was asked To improvise On the attitude, the regret Of a thousand centuries
Columbia! I cried myself to sleep last night And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window I was hypnotized, I was asked To improvise On the attitude