quinta-feira, 27 de dezembro de 2007

uma música linda (para qualquer situação)

Of all the saddest words
That I have ever heard
The saddest is the story
Told me by a bird
He had spent about and hour
Chatting with a flower
and here is the tale the flower told

I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch,
an onion patch, an onion patch
I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch
and all I do is cry all day

Boo hoo, boo hoo

The air is so strong it takes my breath away

I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch,
oh won't you come and play with me

Who put me in this bed?
I'll bet his face is red
I call him down with every teardrop that I shed
If I only had him here
I'd take him by the ear
And make him share my misery

I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch,
an onion patch, an onion patch
I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch
and all I do is cry all day

Boo hoo, boo hoo

The air is so strong it takes my breath away
(Feee-you!)

I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch,
oh won't you come and play with me