Letra de About Soft Place To Land - Commentary
Sugar Sugar, butter, flourSometimes I still see her My mother the dreamer She'd say nothing's impossible child A dream needs believing To taste like the real thing Like some stranger you recognizeSo pure so electric So sure so connected To those little believers inside May we all be so luckyBut dreams are elusive The kind we've gotten used to is Nothing I can feel Nothing I can hold Nothing that I have Nothing that I know Dreams come and they goBut hold them and keep them And know that you need them When your breaking point's all that you have A dream is a soft place to land May we all be so luckySugar, butter, flour