Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sierra, artist - Cursive. Album song The Ugly Organ, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 24.11.2014
Record label: Cursive
Song language: English
Sierra |
| In the desert, where the cities are made of gold |
| There’s a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails |
| And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony |
| «Come on, baby! |
| Your bath is ready! |
| It’s almost time for sleep!» |
| And I wonder, who’s the father… |
| And I wonder what they call her — Sierra |
| Does her mother smoke, or does she jog every morning? |
| Does she drink when she thinks about me? |
| Or doesn’t she need to drink? |
| Does she have a man who works a nine to five? |
| Does he come home to kiss our young Sierra |
| Tuck her in and say goodnight? |
| And an extra kiss for mama |
| I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment |
| I’m ready to settle down now |
| So get that man out of my bed |
| I want my daughter back now |
| I want to kiss her, tuck her in, and say |
| «Goodnight, my baby girl, Sierra» |
| Sierra, Sierra, Sierra, Sierra |
| I’ll never know, know who you are |
| And I don’t deserve to |
| Sierra, Sierra, Sierra, Sierra |
| My little girl |
| We would’ve been so… oh, nevermind |
| But I’m ready to settle down now |
| Yeah, I’m ready to leave that wrecking ball behind |
| And I could be your carpenter |
| And you could be my twinkling north star o’er the desert sky |