Babes İn Toyland – Mad Pilot

You are the one that feels like no one’s home

to be left alone is the marrow from my bones

you were the one

Feel like a motherfucker when the curly black

hair on my sweather spells S.A.M. was here last winter

you were the one

Serves me warm russian tea

carves our love, carves our love into a tree

you were the one

mad pilot fly into the mire

mad angels fly

you are my sky