Letra de Bring Up The Stamp
While growing up, Kids stranger than others Would get together to plan games That no one else wouldFor all of their time Together they figured New ways to relate to each other For French was no goodIt was just that kind of season Summer vacations with our hearts in red sandAnd it was just for that reason When we got together, We knew who was asking the questionsAnswering questions with smiles, Giving questions as answers