Love is handed out like Candy
So theres hope still for the plenty
but my eyes, are on your soul
Dreams can now be grown on trees
for those without the know how means
but i decide, to use my own
I dont want to hear how i should live my own life
when everyone i know is just blowjoe an wife
souls are shooting through night skies
without the questions wondering why
but my mind, is in mere awe
pizza boys deliever answers
given a tip, they'll even bless her
but i decide, to live mine on
I dont want to hear how i should live my own life
when everyone i know is just blowjoe an wife
given your ability to follow without thought
i hope your dignity will stay when you are bought
Love is handed out like Candy
So theres hope still for the plenty
but my eyes, are on your soul