Besedila: Dido. Flowerstand Man.

'Bout a month ago, I'd never seen your face
I'd never heard your voice, 'bout a month ago
I'm a careful hunter and I have to say
Before I found your love, 'bout a month ago

Are you my boy or the flowerstand man?
You bought such color to this place
Are you my boy or the flowerstand man?
With you I'm laid back

I don't care if every river runs so dry
I don't care if every species were to die
I don't care about the Ozone layer
I wouldn't notice if it wasn't there, oh no

I don't care if we sell coke to Africa
I don't care about apartheid
I wouldn't notice if it all get better
I don't care about the starving who've died

You're my boy when the way you live and breathe
I don't care about anything but you
You're my boy when the way you live in me
I don't care about anything but you

Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home