onsdag, april 14, 2010
Tiny dancer.
But how it feels so real
lying here with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me
when i say softly, slow.
Hold me closer tiny dancer
count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today.
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