t forget, this disrespect. Another empty spot in the classroom. She was so pretty and harmless. Another empty spot in the classroom. She scattered her marbles
my last marble As it rolled out and over the floor? It fell through a hole in the corner Of a room in a town on a tour It's lonely without your last marble
: explain it with something that I came from nothing? Theories, all not true you say that proof is what you guessed before spend your whole life relying
carrying on Happy colored marbles that are rolling in my head I put 'em back in the jacket of the one I love Carry that velvet sack full of pretty colored marbles
When I was not so mm You were that wanna so mm Oh marbles and some gum If with all could fine mm, mm, mm And when we went to school mm I was the
on Happy colored marbles that are rolling in my head I put 'em back in the jacket of the one I love Carry that velvet sack full of pretty colored marbles
and some's got wealth Others money, marbles and chalk Money, marbles and chalk, sweetheart But I still feel like I'm poor 'Cause my money won't spend and my marbles
I was walking, you were watching I pretended to not see you But I always knew? You were tough , a little rough But I always saw through you? I always
When I was a child I had marbles They brought admiration and fame They were pretty to look at and marbles Was always my favourite game We played all
There were almost four hundred untill the black day I discovered how high they would fly to the sky If you used them for tennis instead of a ball Zinging
last marble As it rolled out and over the floor? It fell through a hole in the corner Of a room in a town on a tour It's lonely without your last marble
of my marbles Confiscated, I choked back the tears I hung onto a handful of favourites That disappeared over the years Dd anyone see my last marble
my hand Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind Pebbles and marbles
's got wealth others money marbles and chalk I got money marbles and chalk sweetheart but I still feel like I am poor Cause my money won't spend and my marbles
lost and our plans forgotten Surrounded by men in suits, and black shiny shoes Moving in, kicking, stamping Bland expressionless faces A handful of marbles