She lives with an orange tree
The girl who does yoga
She picks the dead ones from the ground
When we come over
She gives
I get
Without giving
Anything to me
Like a morning sun
Like a morning
Like a morning sun
Morning sun for me
Girl that does yoga
When we come over
Girl that does yoga
And he lives with a little house
On the side of a little hill
Picks the litter from the ground
Litter little brother spills
He gives
I get
Without giving
Anything to me
The days they
And the dogs they run
And the dogs they run
The good good morning sun
Side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Side of a little hill
And she`s always dressed in white
She`s like an angel
And she burns our eyes
And she turns
She pulls a smile
We drive her round
And she drives us wild
And she moves like a little girl
I become a child, man
And she moves my world
And she gets smashed in (??)
And walks away
and leaves me standing
She lives with a little dog
That`s gone just a little mad
She`s got a wolf to keep her warm
If ever she`s feeling sad
And she gives
He gets
Without giving
Anything to see
And the day it ends
And the day it
And the day it ends
And there`s no need for me
The girl who does yoga
When we come over
The side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Gonna be the man
If ever she`s feeling sad
Girl who does yoga