It抯 not the clothes that she borrows just call me out - you know I抣l follow Back thru the backdoor into June Luck will sleep the October June
Sometimes in deep thought I抦 31 she抯 wanting kids sounds like fun, I抣l teach them to sing along sure beats the end of a smoking gun
And I know that god exists because I feel him sometimes when she takes up the sheets or my telephone lines, but when I抦 home she says: æƒaby you抮e a lie...? æ§ou抮e not really here.?BR>æ§ou抳e gone away...?