So it's said"don't say, do"
And I try
But it don't matter what I do
Because my
Head is a globe, my oceans are to share
Won't you run your fingers through the forests of my hair
I got nothing that I want here
Nothing that I need
Bonafide, see right through
And I got nothing left to prove
So I try to tell the truth
Because my
Head is a globe, my oceans are to share
Won't you run your fingers through the forests of my hair
I got nothing that I want here
Nothing that I need
If my head is a globe, my oceans are to share
Won't you run your fingers through the forests of my hair
I got nothing that I want here
Nothing that I need here