Lillianna

John Garcia

She laughs at the strangest things
Man, it lights me up, makes my head ring
She hides almost every night
Either there she goes or stays
She rides at the break of light
Man, she's outta sight, oh

Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
There's no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them

Oh yes, honey, there she goes walking all alone
Now go slow, with what ya dig, man, she's leaving me
She cries at all the things but what you mean is everything

Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
There's no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them

Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
There's no more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them
(Oh, woah, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, woah, oh)
The girl who would never be
(Oh, woah, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, whoa, oh)
The girl who would never be
Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating
No more killing them
Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything
There's no more saving them
(Oh, woah, oh)
Well, little Lillianna
(Oh, woah, oh)
The girl who would never be

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