Little Monsters

Little monsters are made of men
One is left and the story began
Across the bend and out the way
I know the wind will call my name

Little monsters are made of men
One is left and the story began
Across the bend and out the way
I know the wind will call my name

Little monsters are made of men
And in her home there she made a friend
Took the road, she ran away
Little monster I called her name
I called her name

Little monster and the seasons change
The sun goes down every single day
Purple light, an open door
Little monster like never before
Like never before

Little monsters are made of men
One is left and the story began
Across the bend and out the way
I know the wind will call my name

Little monsters are made of men
One is left and the story began
Across the bend and out the way
I know the wind will call my name



Credits
Writer(s): Pierre Lombard, Pieter Rautenbach
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