Lyrics Daughter – Peter (Live)
Text:
Peter, can I go back home?
I flew here under false pretense
I thought it would be fun
But the lost boys have all moved away
I know you think you’re still a child,
But I couldn’t give a fuck; you’re twenty-one
Oh, Peter,
I can dream no more
I’ve been chasing all of yours
That I’ve forgotten what it was that I wanted
That I want
No, I won’t be your doll
So please don’t you ask me to
You see that I don’t look so good in yellow
Like other dolls they do
Like other dolls they do
Oh, Peter
I am not naive
I see the way you look at her
You don’t do that for me
Oh, it must be love
And we both know it’s not with us
No, I won’t be your doll
So please don’t you ask me to
You see that I don’t look so good in yellow
Like other dolls they do
Like other dolls they do
Oh, Peter
He walks beside the lake
Waiting for the sirens
Just waiting for the sirens
No, I won’t be your doll
So please don’t you ask me to
I won’t shut my little painted face
Like all your other dolls, they do
Like all your other dolls, they do
They do