Somewhere in the hills of Ireland There's a Prada bag and somewhere down the lane there's a dog in Gucci lace and sometimes I think that I will lose sleep at night cause it's hard, yes it's hard to say goodbye to my clothes
My clothes nobody knows things like my clothes my telephone life in the back of my jeans nobody knows how I feel today how I feel today
So now, now that there gone in the hills of Ireland So long, So long this was an ode to my clothes
Compositor: Tori AmosPublicado em 2002 e lançado em 2011 (18/Ago)ECAD verificado fonograma #9997627 em 08/Abr/2024