7 de abril de 2009

you look like rain

Your mind and your experience call to me,
You have lived and your intelligence is sexy,
I want to know what you got to say…
I can tell you taste like the sky,
‘cause you look like rain.

You think like a whip on a horse's back,
Stretched out to the limit you make it crack,
Send that horse round and round the track,
I want to know what you got to say…
I can tell you taste like the sky,
‘cause you look like rain.

Morphine

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