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The Original London Cast Recording
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Simply Second Nature
A painter needs no reason to make a thing of art Yes there no switch to stop and start the flow, A gardener has it's season, his green thumb and his heart, Don't ask a man why does your garden grow.
A poet sits for hours with words apon his tongue He can not help to rhythm his doom and gloom
So if you taste my flowers, your see that I'am a Mon, That certain group, that lucky troop for whom it's
Simply Second Nature, to wish away the gray, to take licorice stick and make a dream. Yes there's no rhythm or reason, I was simply made this way, what's strange to you is nature to me.
It's Simply Second Nature to paint outside the lines, it's really is the way that I was born You see I've been selective to create the unexpected, And make each day feel just like Christmas morn.
The castle toke a tassel and turned it on it's head, it isn't right or wrong it's what he felt. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
And dolly, even more some, would positively dread, Explaining why his hands of time should melt.
And me, I take sweet honey and make a taste for rows, what can I say it's simply what I do,
Some men make pots of money, there happy I spouse, But be grateful that for just a lucky few its...
Simply Second Nature, to see what isn't there, the mind is such a wonder to explore, and though some nights I dread, all the voices in my head, I rather be this way than be a boar.
It's Simply Second Nature, to dream of something new, To wake on fire and try to scup each day, It's no blessing, it's a curse! Wait, no Strike that, and Reverse
I wouldn't have it any other way...
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