Mrs. Stadler would you teach me how to paint to paint to paint
Mrs. Stadler would you teach me how
Mrs. Stadler your hair is turning grey
i heard about yourself today
i didn't wanna leave that way oh oh oh
if you see me again will you still be my friend
why must we grow older, older
and when we meet again just after freedom ends
when the world is almost over, over
will everything still be the same
bum bum bum bum
bum bum bum bum
bum bum bum bum
bum bum bum bum
i come in peace to drink your wine
and find myself in photographs
we're all crossing the starting line
it hurts my head to think of this
i want to be a space in time
Mrs. Stadler
taught me to paint
she told me to live my own way
i've got a feeling it's so hard to say
but your life will happen anyway
oh oh oh
Mrs. Stadler
taught me to paint
she told me to live my own way
i've got a feeling it's so hard to say
but your life will happen anyway