Tekstovi: The Roches. In the World.

In the world
Is a town
Small and proud

There I live
And there I'll die
Head in a cloud

I had dreams long ago
Of the world I would surely know
But it didn't turn out like that

In the world
Is a lie
Flying high

I thought you were mine
But you were
Never mine

I had dreams long ago
Of the world I would surely know
But it didn't turn out like that

In the world
In the world

In the world
Is a hill
Filled with trees

From my door
I can see
Life is a breeze