thanks!
Amélie: *she starts to sing* Rose girls in glass vases. Perfect bodies perfect faces. They all belong in magazines. Those girls the boys are chasing, winning all the games they're playing. They're always in a different league. Stretching toward the sky like I don't care. Wishing you could see me standing there. But I'm a sunflower a little funny. If I were a rose maybe you'd want me. If I could I'd change overnight. I'd turn into something you'd like. But I'm a sunflower, a little funny. If I were a rose maybe you'd pick me. But I know you don't have a clue. The sunflkwer's waiting for you.