There is a thief who's in the yard And he's stealing from the dogs There is a dog that's fast asleep upon my feathered bed There is a girl that finds
skies mean polluted minds. Keep waiting for a new day. The masses block out all the signs. They're taking over without a fight. Keep waiting for a new
I swear it", lock the door and who knows. We might be floating on for too long. I can't be a better boy than the one you had before. I can't be a better
