Pillows Patricia
Disheveled hair, not a care in the world You blew away the soap bubbles You were always the popular one in the neighborhood The kids yelled out to you like a familiar friend
Carefree? What's that? Just napping all day long You did everything at your own pace You understand me best
Just sitting in my room, a do-nothing day If I'm with you, somehow I'm happy
It's your birthday, where shall we go this year? I'm excited, you ignore me And with a mocking, serious face 'I've already stopped growing up' you said
Even when you cut your hair too short 'I look like Patricia, don't you think?' You're undaunted, that impudence Keeps our world spinning
Even if I forget my umbrella and we get drenched in the rain If I'm with you, somehow I'm happy
More than anybody else, we're surely The stupidest and the best Tomorrow will surely bring A more delightful story than today
Carefree? What's that? You're always late Well, you do everything at your own pace You understand me best You understand the truth
Ever since that time you cried for me When I held in my tears Even on days when it's so windy I can hardly walk If I'm with you, I'm so happy If I'm with you, somehow I'm happy If we're together, I'm always happy Even when I stumble, I'll laugh loud again If I'm with you, I'm so happy
