domingo, 9 de novembro de 2008

And, she founds...

there's a girl in my yard
reading me my tarot cards
she don't know anything
but she's beautiful to me
my eyes are opening again
I see you as you're marching in
I'll bring you cover when you're cold
you'll bring me youth when I grow old
do you when remember when you were small
how everybody would seem so tall
I am your shadow in the dark
I have your blood inside my heart

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