sharon tate

Thinking of you again sitting here at the movies Magazines of your beautiful face on the wall All you wanted to do was take care of your baby Little dresses and shoes sitting there in the drawer I've been wishing that I could wake up somewhere different Such a shame that I can't visit you in the clouds Where are all of the people supposed to escape to When the noise of the world gets so awfully loud Dark people and places and serial killers The war and destruction, a long endless winter When being an artist just feels like a real waste of time The sun in your eyes was just put out by lightning The summer of love then had come to its end The new generation, a reaper on standby from birth I've been dreaming about far off places with castles And a princess who happens to look just like you Where the sun never sets and there's no wars or battles But i wake up again and there's nothing to do Dark people and places and serial killers The war and destruction, a long endless winter When being an artist just feels like a real waste of time The sun in your eyes was just put out by lightning The summer of love then had come to its end The new generation, a reaper on standby from birth