Lillianna Songtext
von John Garcia
Lillianna Songtext
She laughs at the strangest things
Man, it lights me up, makes my head ring
She hides almost every night
Either there she goes or stays
She rides at the break of light
Man, she′s outta sight
Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
There′s no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them
Oh yes, honey, there she goes walking all alone
Now go slow, with what ya dig, man, she's leaving me
She cries at all the things but what you mean is everything
Setting sun, wild Indian, you′re craving, creating
There′s no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them
Setting sun, wild Indian, you′re craving, creating
There's no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There′s no more saving them
(Oh, whoa, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
(Oh, whoa, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
No more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There′s no more saving them
(Oh, whoa, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
Man, it lights me up, makes my head ring
She hides almost every night
Either there she goes or stays
She rides at the break of light
Man, she′s outta sight
Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
There′s no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them
Oh yes, honey, there she goes walking all alone
Now go slow, with what ya dig, man, she's leaving me
She cries at all the things but what you mean is everything
Setting sun, wild Indian, you′re craving, creating
There′s no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them
Setting sun, wild Indian, you′re craving, creating
There's no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There′s no more saving them
(Oh, whoa, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
(Oh, whoa, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
No more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There′s no more saving them
(Oh, whoa, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
Writer(s): Ehren Groban, Greg Saenz, John Garcia, Marshall Garcia, Mike Pygmie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com