Woorden:
Hootie The Blowfish The Earth Stopped Cold At Dawn

happy boy A cold place for a man Familiar faces in a foreign land The hands kept spinning around the face But the earth stopped cold at dawn For a moment

boy A cold place for a man Familiar faces in a foreign land The hands kept spinning around the face But the earth stopped cold at dawn For a moment,

boy A cold place for a man Familiar faces in a foreign land The hands kept spinning around the face But the earth stopped cold at dawn For a moment,