Letra de The Leaving Song (Yorkshire Traction)
I'm leaving this garden So delicate What can I offer it? What can I offer it?I'm leaving Australia So tired of this labour All in I like tumbleweed Feels the wind this nightI'm leaving Minneapolis Nothing can stop me All the world's sympathy Cannot detain my kindAnd I can't see for looking I can't hear for the ringing "It's all in your head" That's what she saidThat's why I'm leaving this garden So delicate What can I offer it? What can I offer it?