Besedila: Shandon. Nice Try. Small Town.

I don't know how long I've been trying
You are conscious baby I'm coming for you
Since you are not are no more with me
I couldn't be other than a crazy soul
Now it's your fault goin' on walkin' around
I feel strange and so lost
I can't believe to see a place like this tonight
I almost feel like asking about you that's right
In any case fleeing people's stares seem strange to me
And so it never works right between you and me
Oh yeah it's true I do forget my lookin' it's not so smart
If I was a different colour what would it be?
But I think I'm right
So I decide to go insiede some place around
Maybe there I'll know some more about you unfound
You always far from everything too much from me
No I can speak with no one in a small town like this
Oh yeah it's true I do forget my accents it's not that yours
If I was a different colour what would it be?
But I think I'm right
Oh yeah it's true i do forget my world it's not that yours
If I was a different colour what would it be?
But I think I'm right
Now it's your fault goin' on walkin' around
I feel strange and so lost