A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father working just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense of it But
A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father workin' just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense, of it.
Traducere: Our Lady Peace. Lumea viselor.
: A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father workin' just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense, of it
