Kamis, 15 Mei 2014

I Bloom Blaum

Darling, those tired eyes,
Go with me all the time.
And in the dead of night,
Tell me you will be mine.

Where do you to, pretty babe?
Where do you go to when the wins away?
Ask me so sweetly, what do I do?
And who do I sing for
Well honey I sing about you.


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