Frente - Girl |
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Girl
Frente A girl is the world The street's a river The truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt That she hasn't heard The traffic's a blur She's bigger and braver than she is clever See it's her, it's her See it's her, it's her A mind so complex It's breaking her neck Too wild and cool, vulnerable She thinks she's a car drving to to its own wreck To think one could change her Won't you see it's her, it's her That's where I'm a fool See it's her, it's her A girl is a verb A whirl of color She never thought she was thinking anything you could In doing she's being See it's her, it's her See it's her, it's her A girl is a verb A girl is a verb A girl is a verb |
