A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father workin' just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense, of it.
A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father working just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense of it But
Traduction: Our Lady Peace. Pays de rêve.
: A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father workin' just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense, of it
