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Jul 25, 2005 12:55

you come home woman,
you come here
dont stay so far away from me
this weather has me wanting love more tangible
something i can hold cus it's getting cold
and the driveways froze
thats why it sparkles




we drink blood, stay up all night
and all that pretty hair is gone

come for the week
you can sleep in my bed
and pass through my life
like a dream through my head
it will be easy
i promise,
we'll make it easy
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