Sun in your eyes And heat is in your hair. They seem to hate you Because you're there. And I need a friend. Oh, I need a friend. To make me happy Not standing on my own.
Sun in your eyes And heat is in your hair. They seem to hate you Because you're there. And I need a friend. Oh, I need a friend. To make me happy Not standing on my own.
— МЕНЯ НЕНАВИДЯТ. ВСЕ МЕНЯ НЕНАВИДЯТ. У МЕНЯ НЕТ НИ ОДНОГО ДРУГА. — Друг нужен каждому. — КАЖЕТСЯ... — Да? — КАЖЕТСЯ, Я МОГ БЫ ПОДРУЖИТЬСЯ С ТОЙ ЗЕЛЁНОЙ БУТЫЛКОЙ.