A sunny day in glasgow

Blanche Dubois and it started to seem like the only things that happened happened in my dreams (in my dreams) and my dreams they got so big my head sunk into my chest underneath the autumn star there...

Cut long lines! We are the greatest friends, suffer the pace We are the great handshake, they cover their faces We are! we are! we are! Oh, far away so long... Come home! Far away since summer Oh, far...