Johnossi

Roscoe, Roscoe
Everything is beautiful to me lately
Things are quite unreal to me now
Sitting on a cloud up in my tree, lately
But I guess you'll never know
There's all these dreams we share, Roscoe
Roscoe, Roscoe
Once upon a time I was a girl, maybe
Brought into this world (Hey!), Roscoe
Strip away the colors from the scene, baby
I wanna think someday you'll know
There's all these dreams we share, Roscoe
Hey, Roscoe
I do wanna belive in you
You made up your mind
It's an easy thing to do
But lately I see what you've turned into
A locked up-self in a sallow bed
On a journey with no exploring
In your house, locked up in your house
Roscoe, Roscoe
Everything is beautiful to me