The pieces that are showing lead to the unknowing Pieces of our lives taking up our time Is it always how it is? History insists Everything we need to
I have seen a summer day that slowly opens like a rose along a quiet road that wanders by And I have smiled and wonder'd Where it goes I have stumbled
Traduction: Mclaughlin, Jon. Hymne pour les adolescents américains.
Traduction: Placido Domingo. Un hymne américain.
From New York City to the Golden Gate The Great Lakes to the Rio Grande There's a hip new feeling That we're awfully appealing To the universal common
[Verse 1:] The pieces that are showing lead to the unknowing Pieces of my life taking up my time It's always how it is and never don't exist Everything