From where I stand, i can see They've got the upper hand of me Reminds me of this world at last Simply changes much too fast for me
And when they call out, will I hear them And when they fall out, will I see them This yellow light, on the crowd And colours way to loud to see Reveal their drive, we could change it
They call me a tom boy and I let them Cause only a tom boy could forget them They call me a tom boy and I love it Cause only a tom boy could stand above it More from Bettie Serveert