Somersault - Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners

You're the prince to my ballerina You'll feed all the people's parking meters You encourage the eating of ice cream And you would somersault in sand with me You talk to loners You ask 'how's your week?' You give love to all And give love to me You're obsessed with hiding The sticks and stones And feel the unknown You feel like home You feel like home You put my feet back on the ground Oh, did you know you brought me home Yeah, you were sweet and you were sound Can you save me You're the wars in my summer's breeze You're the ivories in my ebony key You would share your last jelly bean And you would somersault in sand with me You put my feet back on the ground Oh, did you know you brought me home Yeah, you were sweet and you were sound You save me You put my feet (back on the ground) Oh, did you know you brought me (home) Yeah you were sweet and you were (sound) See I have tried You still bring me around 'n around 'n around 'N around 'n around 'n around Yeah yeah oh oh You brought me around Yeah yeah oh oh