And meet me there Bundles of flowers we wait through the hours of cold Winter shall howl at the walls tearing down doors of time Shelter as we go Mmmmmmmm And promise me this you'll wait for me only scared of the lonely arms Surface Far below these words Mmmmmm Maybe Just maybe I'll come home Who am I Darling to you Who am I? Going to tell you stories of mine |
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