You took a little angel down with you
I look
See the boy
Inside you
Sometimes you think that no one cares for you
'Cause you don't
You're digging holes
And I can't find you
You go with the weather
From low to high
Keep changing spirits
By the turn of a season, or a satellite
My God, you're so sensitive
Wont you stay,
please stay
Wont you stay
Elastic Baby
When you smell of ice and naked trees
And of me
When you wipe off the dirt
And the sun made you a T-shirt
When people say don't go too high
You might fall
You don't care at all
Then I start to think, this is
way too good to be true -and that's true-
You go with the weather
From low to high
Keep changing spirits
By the turn of a season, or a satellite
My God, you're so sensitive
Wont you stay,
please stay
Wont you stay
Elastic Baby
You took a little angel down with you
I look
See the boy
Inside you
Sometimes you think that no one cares for you
'Cause you don't
Don't go to deep
It might break you
