A worn old suitcase so what if it's broken,
hopeless a little odd in a splash of autumn on
drugs, holding all weight for me the weight of me
and i need it like a friend needs me for a friend
I can feel the time is right to find the legs to
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/4Vo]deal with this alone so I'll turn around to all
and wave the California Wave sometime let's forget
all about forced hands, big heads and little
things no one showed a trust 'cause no one had
faith in me and I see it like the sun sees me
through the day a lo-fi vanilla secret spoken by a
friend who'll miss me if I'm leaving... Who'll
want to find me