Nothing But A Child Lyrics - She Likes The Weather - Counting Crows

Nothing but a Child Glass upon me walking on the ocean 

Sun upon me walking on a wave 

You can slide like the lord above.. You're a beam of teaming motion 

But for everyone you do, 

There's always one or two like me you can't save 

Sail on Maria, burn her to the ground 

Slide your hand between her tears until she comes 

Wake up her mother, tell her You're sorry now 

All gods children walk before they run 

Everything is beautiful in dreamland 

Everything is much, much better when we're gone 

Think I'm going to write myself a letter 

Something you can keep with you forever 

Because everybody gets to be perfect when they're gone 

Nothing but a child baby 

Nothing but a child baby 

Nothing but a child baby... 

In You're arms, I am