Little Indian 歌詞
Little Indian - Unni Wilhelmsen
Written by：Unni Wilhelmsen
It's so cold my make up's freezin' to my face
While I remember something from long ago
My train won't come so I look down to check
If my feet are still where they ought to be
And then a smile enters my face
And I'm back
A smiles praise
Across my face
'Cause in my purse
Between the pages of a book
I keep the feather of a black crow
I'm afraid to damage it
'Cause it's not the easiest thing
To get hold of in the middle of the winter
I'm gonna give it to someone when I find him
I'm gonna give it to someone when I find him
And he's a spiritual soul
Just passin' through
With a peaceful feather in his hair
He's tryin' to figure out what to do
His solitary honesty won't get him there
I'm like a child exited on Christmas Eve
Only this time it's the other way around
I can't wait to see his face
When he opens his eyes
To find out what's tickling his nose
I bet he thought that I would forget
I guess he thought that I would forget
And he's a spiritual soul
Just passin' through
With a peaceful feather in his hair
He's tryin' to figure out what to do
His solitary honesty won't get him there
He's a little Indian with his own team of Gods
Providing wisdom in his dreams at night
His personality contains an entire tribe
He takes his love and his hate
And turns it into concepts
Of music and sound
He turns it into concepts
Of music and sound
'Cause he's a spiritual soul
Just passin' through
With a peaceful feather in his hair
He's tryin' to figure out what to do
His solitary honesty
His solitary honesty
His solitary honesty won't get him there
Oh no it won't get him there
I say it won't get him there
Bet it won't get him there