Here we go, the phone rings
Won't you let me be?
You never get my rhetorical questions
Anyway...
Away from you, my heart sings
Can't I be free?
I'll be on a fenceless pasture, a horse eating
Hey,
My soul yearns for only her
Will not your own eyes see?
Our love lacked traction and spontaneity,
a Seattle rainy day.
Nov 16, 2012
Nov 16, 2012 at 5:43 PM UTC
Here we go, the phone rings
Won't you let me be?
You never get my rhetorical questions
Anyway...
Away from you, my heart sings
Can't I be free?
I'll be on a fenceless pasture, a horse eating
Hey,
My soul yearns for only her
Will not your own eyes see?
Our love lacked traction and spontaneity,
a Seattle rainy day.