- cifra
My hands are tied
I'm on your side
You are my girl
I hold your hand
And understand
You are my girl, my girl
She has to learn
To walk on artificial grass
They have to earn
Her love
Your big embrace
Has kept me in this place
My girl
And when we changed
We did not lose our faces
My girl
She has to learn
To walk on artificial grass
They have to earn
Her love
Now all is said and done
My friend
We're growing up
And now that we are
What we have become
I still don't know
Sometimes
She has to learn
To walk on artificial grass
They have to earn her love
