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May 2015
All can find
is heven is in your mind
and how does that now make you feel
dose for me
Lille is swingging out from what
we now feel
but what of the flowers that grow at your heals
growing you feel to heaven
and now heaven is in your mind
but I am just a poor boy
how dose this matter to me at all?
glad you asked me
the first time I met you
you had nothing but a pale face
then you let me take you in my arms
I was looking for a girl with no name
seams you found me
and told me so
you had no name or number
nor I me
if I remember right
I was the 69 club.

Dream on
dear mr fantasity play me another song
make my dreams real

Dear mr fantasy play your guitar
make a tune
try to make my head feel right
on the other hand don't.
P@ul  :-)
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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   mark cleavenger
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