Two stars
Three stars
The night sky above
Used to mean everything
To horses in love
Girl in a sling
How come
Your eyes come
In and out of focus
In the park all alone?
Early spring
Girl in a sling
I've been sifting through these remains for years
Bitter tears, bitter pills
Oh, it sucks when there's nothing but gold in those hills
Girl, I know what you're going through
I'm going there too
Girl, I know what you're going through
I'm going there too
I've been sifting through these remains for years
Bitter tears, bitter pills
Oh, it sucks when there's nothing but gold in those hills
Girl, I know what you're going through
I'm going there too
Girl, I know what you're going through
I'm going there too
I'm going there too
I'm going there too, ah
I'm going there too
I'm going there too, ah
I'm going there
