Il testo della Orange

If i look down this road it's not so old, i know. ain't it white like snow, but somehow painted gold. and when i'm lost and torn, a soldier of orange, i. like a roll in snow, on a doctor's show, i. if i look down this road it's not so old, i know. but ain't it white like snow, but somehow painted gold. but when i'm lost and torn i'm a soldier of orange i. i like a roll in snow on a doctor's show. but when i'm lost and torn i'm a soldier of orange i know but like a roll in snow on a doctor full time.