Monday, December 29, 2008

you..



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 go to, pretty baby?
where do you go to, when the night winds away?

ask me so sweetly what do I do?

who do I sing for?

well honey I sing about you

you

in bloom blaum

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