I can live with less
With almost nothing
I could pick your hair
Or bring you to the beach
But I can't see the sky
My eyes are so burned
That I can't hide it.
Neither keep your gaze
I can cross the border
With just a cocaine line
I can go down the river
Unable to feel pain
Let me smell your hair
Only just for once.
Give me a cigarrette
And I'll give you a rest
I live like a river going down
I feel like free bird going down
But I can cross the desert
Through the thin line at dawn
But I can cross the ocean
Through the thin line at dawn
I can't stop my tears but I can hide them
I can say that I can
And then leave you nothing.
You say I have no choice. You might be right
There are many things that cost
And those that count