story behind the song: an ode to daughters, daughters in laws, mine and of friends, and since some of the friends are somebody's daughter ... maybe a muse or two lol
Lyrics
she was telling me of pretty things
of world peace and the rocks
she'd found walking along the road
she was showing me the flowers
she had picked along the way
a dandelion, a daisy and a rose
all i could do was sit there smiling
waiting as her childhood grew cold
wondering how she was filing
away growing up and growing old
she was telling me of politics
of world cheats and what sucks
she'd found waking up far from home
she was showing me that hours
could disappear in smoke
sighing its like that, for all our dreams and hopes
all i could do was sit there whiling
watching as our worlds got bought and sold
proud of her that she was trying
hammering inside to break the mold
ah what can you say about
someone like that
there's always more to the story
someone else can sell
like lucifer in all her glory
still waiting for do tell
what can you say about
someone like that
what do you talk about
with someone like that ...
what can you say about
someone like that
what can you say about
someone like that
someone like that
what can you say about
someone like that
someone like that
