Today I saw a poor face that was obscured by a glass
With an ironed jacket and the volume to the million
His baby was looking, she distinguishes the error
It doesn't matter carrying glass towers
If the tact is not subtle
Who deserves such shoes?
I regret your lack of wisdom
I am saddened by your ruin of jewels and false curtains
By not having the simplicity that the world needs
It doesn't matter if I turn around for a moment
If there is no betrayal at last
Who deserves such shoes?
I regret your lack of wisdom
I am saddened by your ruin of jewels and false curtains
By not having the simplicity that the world needs