Dec 2014
I do silly things
Alone in the cold.
For you my heart sings
Until I grow old.
I am scared of your beauty.
I still love your light.
To hide is my duty.
To slip into night.
Alone in the cold.
For you my heart sings
Until I grow old.
I am scared of your beauty.
I still love your light.
To hide is my duty.
To slip into night.
(Texas)
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