May 10, 2009
she sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope
Well I say come for the week you can sleep in my bed and pass through my life like a dream through my head, it will be easy, I'll make it easy.
And all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time and a melody to keep me from worryin
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