She´s got a broken voice and a twistet smile
guess she´s been that way for quite a while
got blood on her shoes and mud on her brim
did she do it to herself or was it done to her

People say she doesn´t look well
but all she needs from what I can tell
is someone to help wash away all the paint
from her purple hands before it gets too late

I saw her stand alone...
under a broken street light
so sincere...singing a silent night
but the trees were full...
and the grass ws green
it was the sweetest thing I had ever seen

she may move slow
but that don´t means she´s going nowhere
she may be moving slow
but that don`t mean she´s going nowhere
norah jones


mit lachendem gesicht weint es sich leichter....


träumer leben ihr leben wie in einer seifenblase,
alles ist gut und schön
doch wenn sie zerplatzt, die schützende hülle
dann krachen die insaßen auf den heißen asphalt
und sterben den tod der hoffnungslosen