Brown wind grazes a cheek
The summer heat is at its peak
Want rolls down my face
Need has put me in this place
The beautiful ferocity of Africa
Intoxicates me
But I wish with all my heart
That I was with you
in Boston on the sea
Go your own way
I’m falling in my love
It’s just another lonely day
But you’re better going your own way
Sep 5, 2011
Sep 5, 2011 at 6:24 PM UTC
Brown wind grazes a cheek
The summer heat is at its peak
Want rolls down my face
Need has put me in this place
The beautiful ferocity of Africa
Intoxicates me
But I wish with all my heart
That I was with you
in Boston on the sea
Go your own way
I’m falling in my love
It’s just another lonely day
But you’re better going your own way
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