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