Phone Call / I Realize How Much She Is Like the Others / A Strange Customer / Watching Palantine On TV / You're Gonna Die In Hell / Betsy's Theme / Hitting the Girl

歌詞

Sitting in an empty house On a simple chair in the corner Of an empty room On a wooden floor With nothing between here And where I came from Except for a girl Waiting for a bus With a leather knapsack Over her shoulder And hope in her eyes And enough beauty To fill this empty room A thousand times Like you Like you Like you Just like you Like you Like you Like you Just like you She ties her legs in a bow And like butterflies Her eyes close Then her soul streches Like paint in the rain She breathes Her arms fall up Streching up reaching She moves the sun Like you Like you Like you Just like you Like you Just Like you Like you Just like you Like you Like you Like you Just like you Like you Like you Like you Just like you Like you Like you Like you Just like you Like you Like you Like you Just like you Like you