Depends on Everything

I could be an American man Living in my house in the [?] land With my body on a woman, alright Gonna fall out of a window tonight But it depends on everything Cold people deny my heart of everything Inside a voice replies with a last thing 'Cause You’ll find her You'll find her You'll find her You’ll find her Coming on strong like a storm Outside, they died All the people who cried At the service I, like a butterfly I, like a butterfly I-I-I-I-I, like a butterfly Hey love, do what you lovе And I think I'm more in love She [?] answеr And I [?] answer [?] —Her You'll find her You'll find her You'll find her But it depends just just on everything Cold people deny my heart of everything Inside a voice replies with a last thing But it depends on everything Yeah, you'll find her You'll find her You'll find her You’ll find her You’ll find her You'll find her