Lirama

'bout a month ago
I've never seen your face
I've never heard your voice
'bout a month ago

I'm a careful hunter
and I have to say
before I found your love
'bout a month ago

For you my boy are the flowerstand man,
you brought such color to this place.
For you my boy are the flowerstand man,
with you I lay back.

I don't care if every river runs so dry
I don't care if every species words and die
I don't care about the (?)
I wouldn't notice if it wasn't there
Oh no

I don't care if we sell, go to Africa
I don't care about a part tie
I wouldn't notice if the park get better
I don't care about the stuffen who've die

Oh my boy when, oh, when you live in me,
I don't care 'bout anything but you.
Oh my boy when, oh, when you live in me,
I don't care 'bout anything but you.
Take me home... (3x)