Young Hines

No One Knows

In the windy city, yeah she keep it pretty
With such a clean nose
That what really blows is the way you glow
To the one really oughta know
No one knows, no, no, no
No no, no, no

I never known someone to pay themselves to your corners
And walk out of the room
I guess i should have known by the way
He's strolled with white pale
On they souls and his shoes, you made a mess, didn't you
No one knows, no, no, no
No no, no, no,

This shade is in the blue scar from weather
Magical crazy you left
Just remember when you hear you say
All that castles of sale, oh
No one knows, no, no, no
No no, no, no.