| Lyrics: | Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth
Named by a poet
Imitation of life
Like
a coin in a frozen pond
Like a goldfish in a bowl
I don't want to hear you
cry
That sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood
Come on,
come on
No one can see you try
You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing
since bread came sliced
You've got it all
You've got it sized
Like a Friday
fashion show
Teenager freezing in the corner
Trying to look like you don't
try
That sugarcane that tasted good
That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood
Come on,
come on
No one can see you try
No one can see you cry
That's sugarcane
that tasted good
That's freezing rain, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No one
can see you cry
This sugarcane, this lemonade
This hurricane, I'm not
afraid
Come on, come on
No one can see me cry
This lightning storm, this tidal
wave
This avalanche, I'm not afraid
Come on, come on
No one can see me
cry
That sugarcane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you
could
Come on, come on
No one can see you cry
That sugar cane that tasted
good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No one can see you
cry |
