歌词
Stepping on the road he made his way
To the star of far land of his desire
City strange and hazy by the day
Like all the pretty things he once admired
Sitting pretty like a bird
Sitting pretty like a high class fool
Big love of a tiny fool
Big love of a tiny fool
All that he loved was yet to be
As he threw that starry look into his crown
A holy sea without a holy book
Such easy meat to the hunting hounds
Sang the key of minor sonnet
That he got from the manger cool
Big love of a tiny fool
Big love of a tiny fool
He'll make it, he'll deliver
Don't forget it, he's all heart
Beauty in all sorts
Fire without a spark
He'll make it, he'll deliver
Don't forget it, he's all heart
Beauty in all sorts
Fire without a spark
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