Hate a lot of things
But i love a few things
And you are one of them
Hard to believe
After all these years
But you are one of them
Walk down the streets
I'm thinking:
Everybody move along
I've got a sad-hearted needing
To belong
Nevertheless
It's all the mess you made
But i can't let it go
Walk down the streets
I'm thinking:
Look at all the ants in a farm
I've got a sad-hearted feeling
To harm
Hate a lot of things
But i love a few things
And you are one of them
