Warm Cherry House

Just a perfect sunny day to ride in high Pack a slice of bread for the birds in the sky I was about to have a color in my hand Just to paint it in my hand Just tell me a story about a broken man A man who live his days inside a cherry land He was about to have a gun in his hand Just to shoot in his head oh High round and round Well I round round Just a painted night the grass and heaven's rain For the people who thought they can come in and play But they was about to have a come in and left hurt Just to come in and left hurt oh High round and round Well I round round Oh