Dine-Weller

There´s twelve steps to Eddie Cochran baby
Two flowers growing through the pavement crack
Wish I was purple but I´m red instead

Catch a ride it´s so pure and fresh and clean
Shafts of light that stream and holler
The dust that dances on the air to me, you´ll see

Your lips are like milk, honey
I´ll grow through your cracks and you´ll see
I´ll make it right, I´ll make it right

Catch a ride it´s so pure and fresh and clean
Shafts of light that stream and holler
The dust that dances on the air to me, you´ll see