We’ll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I’ll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
She shines in a world full of ugliness
If I could fix myself I’d dig down
But it’s too late for me
We’ll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I’ll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
She shines in a world full of ugliness
If I could fix myself I’d dig down
But it’s too late for me
I'm still a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!