Paroles:
Thursday 1100

We'll all look the same someday And even now the robot starts to think I wonder what it dreams The tide is high on Fourteenth Street The rain comes in

We'll all look the same someday And even now the robot starts to think I wonder what it dreams The Tide is high on Fourtheeth Street The rain comes

We'll all look the same someday And even now the robot starts to think I wonder what it dreams The Tide is high on Fourtheeth Street The rain comes