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Nov 2013
Tired talk of better days
Dreams I had but can’t seem to remember
Escaping my mind, drifting at sea, all these thoughts of you and me
All I see is a dark hue, blue, blue, blue
Sing to me softly, love, your lullabies for yesterday
Promise to always have your hand in mine, throw me a line
Catch my broken, and heal the hurt
All I see is a dark hue, blue, blue, blue
Fade into the sorrow, and whisper softly, tell me of a better tomorrow
Hold me, and stay, please, just stay
All I can see is a dark hue, and love, it’s all blue, blue, blue.
Emmy
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Emmy
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