Letras:
Tina Devaron

You make the costumes ? You dye the eggs Hang the decorations ? Bake the cake And in between ? you work for pay When you get tired of standing up sister

Look at that picture, from ?44 She?s lookin at his shoes He?s lookin at her She was a rebel With a heart full of music And he was a poet And a soldier

When my body ain?t my body my nights are not my own But I can?t disconnect my kids like you can unplug the phone When I?m turnin? into someone that I