i'm very sorry but i didn't know
i didn't know
like an...
uncertain, defeated
I'm searching for something within
my small world
the pink blizzard
thank god he's warm
he's smiling
he
one day when you want me
one day when you
by appointment...
he was nineteen dreaming thirty
tattered stamps and chadwick's pidgin french
end
i always wanted to do what you wanted to do
amethyst sunshine burns down on a sea lions
in the
white shirt
wrap-around black shades
chauffeur from outta town
i
don't condemn me for staring eyes
does my lover muse?
'cause
he was cold business like and just sitting there i
sundazed and i can purify
walking through summery fields
staring
talk about the past
then everyone is a star
talk about the
fourteen miles from london in a private taxi
and i'm
i have seen what i have seen
i have done what
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