Tytuł: Sierra

• Wykonawca: Cursive
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In the desert, where the cities are made of gold,
  there's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails.
  And hermom calls out from an apartment balcony,
  "Come on, baby! Your bath is ready! It's almost time for sleep!"
  And I wonder who's the father...
  And I wonder what they call her - Sierra.
  
  Does her mother smoke, or does she jog every morning?
  Does she drink when she thinks about me?
  Or doesn't she need to drink... does she have a man who works a nine to five?
  Does he come home to kiss our young Sierra, tuck her in and say goodnight?
  (And an extra kiss for mama...)
  I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment.
  
  I'm ready to settle down now, so get that man out of my bed.
  I want my daughter back now, I want to kiss her,
  tuck her in and say, "goodnight, my baby girl, Sierra."
  
  Sierra, Sierra, Sierra, Sierra,
  
  I'll never know who you are, and I don't deserve to.
  My little girl, we would've been so... oh, nevermind.
  But I'm ready to settle down now - yeah, I'm ready to leave that wrecking ball behind.
  I could be your carpenter, and you could be my twinkling north star o'er the desert sky.
  
  Thanks to nine (carosold@yahoo.com) for these lyrics