Текст музыки, где присутствует present continious»

Lemon tree, fool's house i'm sitting here in the boring room it's just another rainy sunday afternoon i'm wasting my time i got nothing to do i'm hanging around i'm waiting for you but nothing ever happens and i wonder i'm driving around in my car i'm driving too fast i'm driving too far i'd like to change my point of view i feel so lonely i'm waiting for you but nothing ever happens and i wonder i wonder how i wonder why yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky and all that i can see is just a yellow lemon-tree i'm turning my head up and down i'm turning turning turning turning turning around and all that i can see is just another lemon-tree i'm sitting here i miss the power i'd like to go out taking a shower but there's a heavy cloud inside my head i feel so tired put myself into bed while nothing ever happens and i wonder isolation is not good for me isolation i don't want to sit on the lemon-tree i'm steppin' around in the desert of joy baby anyhow i'll get another toy and everything will happen and you wonder i wonder how i wonder why yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky and all that i can see is just another lemon-tree i'm turning my head up and down i'm turning turning turning turning turning around and all that i can see is just a yellow lemon-tree and i wonder, wonder i wonder how i wonder why yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky and all that i can see, and all that i can see, and all that i can see is just a yellow lemon-tree

My town was different 100 years ago. It wasn’t busy and big. Only 5 thousand people lived there. There were only a few streets in it and there were no cars in the streets: just horses and maybe bicycles. People lived in houses, they didn’t live in block of flats. I think there were a lot of shops and a crowded market 100 years ago in my town. There was a school, a restaurant, a church, a doctor’s, a post-office and a train station in it. The streets were clean and quiet. There were a lot of trees and flower-beds in my town. The air wasn’t polluted. My town was beautiful.