Alone on the sidewalk
Nice girl in a street so mean
Keep something small in your pocket
Like you borrowed a daydream
And you sing your song
When the businessmen come along
And they never know your name
A dress from the dollar store
Ribbons of violet and green
You wear a long sleeve jacket
In the hot summer breeze
Cuz it covers the scars
From the nights they went a little too far
And they never know your name
No they never know your name
A crumpled pile of clothes and hair
At the bottom of my stair
I could hear the rain as the gold from the windowpane
Shone a bright light on tears of despair
And I held out my hand
And I helped you to stand
I said, ""Child what's your name?""
I said, ""Child what's your name?""
Jon Valt & the Evil Robots - Your Name Lyrics
Jon Valt & the Evil Robots - Your Name Lyrics
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Alone on the sidewalk
Nice girl in a street so mean
Keep something small in your pocket
Like you borrowed a daydream
And you sing your song
When the businessmen come along
And they never know your name
A dress from the dollar store
Ribbons of violet and green
You wear a long sleeve jacket
In the hot summer breeze
Cuz it covers the scars
From the nights they went a little too far
And they never know your name
No they never know your name
A crumpled pile of clothes and hair
At the bottom of my stair
I could hear the rain as the gold from the windowpane
Shone a bright light on tears of despair
And I held out my hand
And I helped you to stand
I said, ""Child what's your name?""
I said, ""Child what's your name?""
Nice girl in a street so mean
Keep something small in your pocket
Like you borrowed a daydream
And you sing your song
When the businessmen come along
And they never know your name
A dress from the dollar store
Ribbons of violet and green
You wear a long sleeve jacket
In the hot summer breeze
Cuz it covers the scars
From the nights they went a little too far
And they never know your name
No they never know your name
A crumpled pile of clothes and hair
At the bottom of my stair
I could hear the rain as the gold from the windowpane
Shone a bright light on tears of despair
And I held out my hand
And I helped you to stand
I said, ""Child what's your name?""
I said, ""Child what's your name?""
Writer: ROSE HARPER
Copyright: Lyrics © CONEXION MEDIA GROUP, INC., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © CONEXION MEDIA GROUP, INC., Universal Music Publishing Group